Dongzhou Tianzong.
There was still a lot of people on the slope.
Several disciples were getting together, and they were arguing over a kendo problem, spitting and dancing, and they were about to draw their swords and ask for advice.
Suddenly, a disciple who was arguing saw a man in mysterious clothes and a tall crown coming up the slope, his eyes lit up, and he ran over quickly, "Eldest brother, I'm waiting for a trick in the swordsmanship that is not clear, I want to invite Master's advice."
The person known as "Big Brother" has a handsome face and looks very young, but there is a little silver on his temples, which is caught in the black hair, which is quite conspicuous.
He Lanze looked at the disciple warmly, "What's the difficulty, please tell me in detail."
The disciple said, "It's the thirty-ninth form of the frost-blossom swordsmanship, 'North Yan and South Return'. The North Yan and the South flew across the mountains, I think the sword stance should have the feeling of never looking forward to it, but Senior Brother Xun said The north geese flying south is the thought of parting in the autumn, and the sword stance should have the meaning that it is difficult to let go, and we are arguing about this."
He Lanze said: "Swordsmanship and sword intent come from the heart. People of different ages or people who have experienced different things in the world have different understandings of the meaning of a style of swordsmanship. There is no right or wrong. So why do you have to argue about it?"
The disciple said, "How can there be no right or wrong? Isn't it possible to practice swordsmanship? Is it that the more you understand the meaning of swords to fit the heart of the person who created the swordsmanship, the more you can bring out the power contained in the swordsmanship?"
He Lanze patiently said: "Although swordsmanship is created by people, the person who learns this swordsmanship is yourself. If you only try to figure out the hearts of others and don't ask your own heart, you will never be able to overcome it. Obstacles, to reach the realm of the master of kendo."
The disciple's face was slightly red, and he seemed to have realized something: "What Senior Brother said is very true. No? I still want to ask Senior Brother, if Senior Brother, which kind of Sword Intent would you prefer to understand?"
He Lanze said: "Me..." He looked past the disciple and looked at the mountains in the distance, as if he was looking at an unknown place, "I prefer the latter. It's just because if one misses one's heart, every time Every scene, every time you see, every time you think, you can’t leave your happy thoughts. You are still young, and you don’t understand these things, so go and practice swords first. If you don’t understand anything, ask me again.”
The disciple observed his words and expressions, and found that he seemed to have caused the sadness of the senior brother, so he apologized and left.
When asked if there were any disciples on the slope, he sighed: "Elder brother is still as patient and meticulous with young disciples as always. The geniuses of other sects are mostly reserved and arrogant, only our sect elder brother is so approachable and answers every question. It's great. ."
Someone laughed and said, "You entered the sect late, maybe you don't know, but the senior brother also had a time when he was sharp and clear. At that time, the disciples who could not get out of the three swords under the senior brother. , Big Brother doesn't even bother to talk to them."
The disciple was surprised: "There is such a thing?"
"Yes."
The people next to him seemed to sigh, paused, and said again.
"It's just, that was a long, long time ago."
Yanhui Peak, Green Bamboo Forest.
He Lanze raised his hand and brushed the bamboo leaves in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw a bamboo building standing in the sea of flowers in the distance.
He walked over and picked up the wooden shovel and water jug beside the bamboo building as usual. After finishing the garden outside, he planned to go inside the bamboo building to do some cleaning.
Since Ye Yunlan disappeared, he has done these things for more than 30 years.
Why keep doing it, he thought, maybe it's the obsession of asking for nothing.
Or maybe because of guilt.
If he himself could have noticed Shen Shu's strangeness earlier, instead of rushing to retreat to escape because he failed in the test, or if he had been more sincere when he met Ye Yunlan for the last time, would Ye Yunlan not be forced into it? Leaving the sect and disappearing.
Missing and guilt mixed together, it became an unspeakable love.
Does He Lanze know Ye Yunlan? He likes his clean appearance back then.
Then he will change.
But he has now become the most respected and responsible senior brother in the Tianzong, why is Ye Yunlan still... no? Come back.
The sun was getting higher and higher, he put down the shovel in his hand, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Walking into the bamboo building, the interior decoration is still the same as it was thirty years ago, and it has not changed at all.
Perhaps, he still hopes in his heart that Ye Yunlan will be able to return one day.
When I see this place intact, will I feel a little touched by his waiting for all these years
He Lanze thought about it, and then smiled bitterly to himself? Shaking his head, he stepped into it.
Sweep the ground first, and then enter the study.
He Lanze subconsciously looked at the bamboo basket on the table to see if the chick was still sleeping.
When Ye Yunlan left, there was only such a small thing left behind.
The little thing was cute, but very lethargic.
For more than 30 years, He Lanze has never even seen that little thing wake up once, but he slowly looked at it. His hair became more plump and his body size became bigger and bigger. Absorbed into the body.
Since it was a creature left by Ye Yunlan, He Lanze naturally preferred him a little bit. Every time he came here, he would put a few top-quality spirit stones in the bamboo basket for the little thing to absorb.
This time, He Lanze walked over to check, and the spirit stones in the bamboo basket had indeed been absorbed.
What surprised him was that the little thing that had been sleeping all along disappeared.
Is the little thing awake
Surprised and happy, He Lanze hurriedly went around to check.
Wasn't there in the flowers just now? Seeing the figure of the little thing, he walked to the backyard to have a look.
Then he found a small figure squatting beside the hot spring in the backyard, staring at his face in a daze.
No? It's a chick.
From He Lanze's point of view, he could only see that the figure was very thin and small, with the appearance of a child, with a head of golden hair, like a little sun shining in the sun.
He Lanze frowned and walked over.
"Which peak are you from, and where are your parents?"
The little sun turned around.
He looks very beautiful, looks indistinguishable between men and women, has a pair of big golden eyes, and a dull hair on the top of his head dangles with his movements.
At this moment, there were two packs of tears in his eyes, looking at He Lanze.
"Do you know where my mother went?"
It's a crisp boyish voice.
Helan Zejun frowned deeper.
The boy's blond hair and golden eyes really didn't look like the characteristics of an ordinary human being.
Thinking of the missing chick, he had an extraordinary guess.
"Who is your mother?" he asked seriously.
The little sun burst into tears.
"It's mom, it's mom... it's mom..." He seemed puzzled, stumbling over as he said, and suddenly burst into tears, "Why not? I'm..."
He Lanze: "..."
This is the first time he has seen the matter of the spirit beast transforming into a human.
But in his memory, the books did not say that most of the spirit beasts that can transform people have precious bloodlines, and their cultivation has reached a very high level, so it is possible to survive the thunder tribulation and transform into a human body
Why did the chick in Ye Yunlan's study look like a little boy just after sleeping
…and not looking too smart.
Doesn't He Lanze know how to communicate with the child, after a moment of silence, he said, "You... Mom's affairs are a bit complicated. You go with me first, and I will explain it to you later."
Little Sun: "No, I won't go with you. I just want my mother."
He Lanze felt a little pain in his head.
He walked over and wanted to scoop up the little boy first, but found that the little boy suddenly showed a vigilant look, the golden hair on his head exploded, and he cried, staring at him with tears in his eyes, "You What do you want to do?"
He Lanze: "Go back with me first, you are the body of a spirit beast, and you will be coveted if you wander outside at such a young age."
Little Sun said: "I don't?! I just want my mother!" Then He Lanze saw a pair of chubby golden wings suddenly grow from the back of the little boy, as if he wanted to fly into the sky.
But because his wings were really fleshy, they fluttered about ten feet high, as if they couldn't support his body, and fell obliquely into the bamboo forest behind.
He Lanze's heart was tight, and he was busy with luck. He flew over to the bamboo forest on his toes, but when he entered the bamboo forest, he didn't see the figure of the little sun, as if the little man had disappeared out of thin air.
He searched the bamboo forest several times to no avail, so he had to go back to the bamboo building and stared at the sunset by the window in a daze.
Feeling a little down.
Ye Yunlan hadn't seen each other for thirty years, and he didn't know whether to live or die.
This time, even the only little thing Ye Yunlan left behind disappeared.
He is still stubbornly waiting here, what is the point
The setting sun gradually fell towards the west mountain, He Lanze walked out of the bamboo building silently, and the wind chimes at the door rang as he pushed the door.
In front of me, I suddenly saw a woman in red, with a charming face, who was standing not far from the bamboo building, watching? Here.
"Yin Ling?" He Lanze was slightly surprised. He often met with this female cultivator who used to pursue Ye Yunlan with great fanfare. Over the years, when he was cleaning and tidying up in the bamboo building.
They were supposed to be rivals in love, and when they first met each other, they just nodded and passed by. It's just that Ye Yunlan has disappeared for more than 30 years. All the strong thoughts and hostility have turned into common worries. Gradually, he and Yin Ling will occasionally say a few words.
However, Yin Ling has not come to this bamboo building for five or six years.
—Since she became a Taoist companion five or six years ago with a disciple in the sect who was fanatical pursuit of her.
"Senior Brother Helan." Yin Ling, dressed in red, looked at him, her always flamboyant and charming face seemed a little worried.
She hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you know about the invitation to Mozun's wedding banquet sent by Momen at noon today? Does Senior Brother Helan know?"
He Lanze frowned, he spent most of the day at Yanhui Peak Ye Yunlan's residence, really? Hearing about the invitation, he wondered: "Wedding invitation? Which magic cultivator got married and ate a bear heart? The leopard is brave, dare to send the invitation to me and wait for the door."
Yin Ling bit her lip and said, "It was the servant who betrayed the sect. The invitation said that the servant would marry his master at the wedding banquet in the magic palace."
Hearing this, He Lanze was stunned for a moment, then turned pale in shock.
"What? Shen Shu said that he wanted to marry his master? That is to say, Junior Brother Ye... didn't he die?"
Yin Lingdao: "That should be the case. So as soon as I learned about this, I rushed to look for senior brother. I didn't find you at senior brother's residence just now, so I thought you must be at junior brother Ye's residence. Junior brother Ye is now in the devil's place. The palace, and Shen Shu's servant has cultivated the forbidden method of the devil's way, and the cultivation base is no longer? I can handle it. Now we can only ask the sect master to take action, and maybe he can save Junior Brother Ye from the hands of the beast. And now the whole sect , to be able to contact the Sect Master, I only think of you, Senior Brother."
He Lanze pondered for a moment with a gloomy expression on his face, then clenched the sword in his hand and said, "I will go to look at Yunfeng and talk to the sect master right now. It's just that the sect master has been in retreat this time for longer than before, I'm not sure. I can inform the sect master. That’s it, Junior Sister Yin Ling, you should contact other sects in my name to discuss the crusade against the demon sect.”
His eyebrows showed a bit of awe-inspiring meaning, "In the past 30 years, the demons have risen and the Tao has disappeared, and many people in the Taoist sect have lost their spirit, and it is time to regain their strength."
Yin Ling nodded and saw He Lanze rising up with his sword and heading towards Wangyun Peak.
She was full of sorrow, her beautiful eyes looked at the bamboo building in the sea of flowers, and she remembered that many years ago when she saw that person on the slope, she was obsessed with it.
It was not until many years later that I experienced all kinds of things with myself and my husband, and finally, between life and death, I let go of my obsession and married my younger brother who had admired me for a long time, and now I live a happy and happy life.
However, the girl's love is always the most moving, and Ye Yunlan has no news. It's just that, there is news at this moment, and she was forced to marry by the Demon Venerable's servant. She couldn't not be worried.
Hope he is okay... Yin Ling prayed silently in her heart.
Wang Yunfeng.
Yuntian Palace was covered by snow and wind as always, but compared to the pure white before, there are many bright reds blooming between the snow and ice at this moment. It is a large peach blossom forest. And in the deepest part of Yuntian Palace, in the largest and earliest peach blossom forest, a man in frost-haired white clothes was sitting cross-legged under the peach trees, his clothes were covered with peach blossoms.
There was a long sword beside him. The long sword was silent.
The man's body does not move, it is like a piece of ice that does not move, and has been sitting here for countless years.
Unlike the silence of the whole body, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes trembled under the tightly closed eyeballs, as if he had entered a nightmare.
The snow-white placket is covered with bright red petals, but if you look closely, there are still large bloodstains on the placket.
Ever since Ye Yunlan rejected the proposal for a dual-cultivation bond, he has suffered ruthless backlash.
Later, after Ye Yunlan disappeared, he endured the injury and broke through the barrier, and searched the entire five continents and four seas, but still could not find any trace of Ye Yunlan. Instead, he met Shen Shu, who became a Demon Lord, and fought several battles.
The source of Shen Shu's power is strange, even if it is not very long to be promoted to the mortal world, he still has a tyrannical power, and he is ruthless and unstable. The injury got worse.
In the end, he had to go back to Tianzong to retreat to heal his wounds.
It's just that Ruthless Dao is about to collapse, and his cultivation has been going backwards in the years of his healing.
Only by re-firming the Dao Heart can we make the realm stable.
Every time I want to cut off my love with a sword, but when I see the young man in the peach forest in the nightmare, I always fail.
Yuntiangong has been snowing all the year round, and he has been cultivating at a high place. For a hundred years, he has not felt cold.
But now, it feels cold.
And? Loneliness.
Ruthless Road is about to collapse.
Every time he wakes up from his inner demon, he can't cut off the obsession in his heart, so he will plant a peach blossom in Yuntian Palace. A few years have passed, and the garden has been full of peach blossoms.
Ten years ago, he made a decision.
He went out to the cave residence of his junior apprentice Cheng Zixu, and asked a question in Cheng Zixu's strange eyes.
"The way of extreme affection that you cultivated and the world you saw looked like."
Cheng Zixu looked at him in shock, "Senior brother, don't you? Have you always been dismissive of Jiqing Dao? If there is one today? Come and ask me this."
He looked at his junior brother in silence, his face expressionless, but the front of his clothes was stained with blood.
Cheng Zixu seemed to have seen something from his appearance. He was a little panicked, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother, how is your ruthless Tao... How? Will it become what it is today? Who in this world can make you tempted?"
He doesn't answer.
Only said: "Tell me, what is your so-called extreme affection?"
Cheng Zixu had nothing to do with his stubborn senior brother. After turning around twice, he said: "The so-called extreme affection. It means that there is only one person in the center of the eyes, and only one person is worried about one person, and one person is worried about. The reality is him, the dream Zhong also? It's him."
"It's him in the eyes, and in the dream? It's him..." he murmured in a low voice.
Cheng Zixu: "Senior brother, your ruthless Dao has been cultivated to the Mahayana, and the master also said that you were a genius embryo who cultivated the ruthless Dao. Now, you shouldn't want to change the Dao and switch to the Extreme Compassion Dao. ?"
He didn't give an answer.
Just looking at the distance, silent.
He is still hesitating. Unable to reply to Cheng Zixu.
It was only ten years later that he was now able to give himself an answer.
Did he really forget Ye Yunlan.
Taiqing Du'e Sword suddenly trembled violently.
Qi Yunjun stretched out his hand to hold him in the palm of his hand, and slowly rubbed it past him for a long time.
Then use your palms.
The Taiqing Du'e Sword let out a mournful cry, and then broke into two pieces.
Qi Yun-Jun suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood.
The breath of the whole body is rapidly weakening, from the supreme state of transcendence, the sword qi ravages the body, destroying the ruthless Dao foundation laid over the years.
However, his icy and indifferent face suddenly showed a hint of tenderness. He was finally able to look directly into his own heart.
He saw the young man in the peach forest looking back and smiling at him.
And he was finally able to walk over and hold the other's hand.
His Word is being rebuilt.
The robbery rolls together on the Yuntian Palace.
Not the same way, if you want to transcend the calamity to the mortal, you need to go through the test of the calamity.
But now the Taiqing Duer Sword has been destroyed.
He took out a handle of ordinary iron from the storage ring and held it in his palm. Shen Xin was absorbed in thought, and there were all the reflections of teenagers.
Those reflections spread out and then reconstructed and converged, turning into a silhouette as cold as snow after growing up.
The gentle color between the eyebrows is even more.
Just as he was about to transcend the calamity, his consciousness suddenly sensed the sound of hurried footsteps outside the Yuntian Palace.
Someone came to look for him.
Qi Yunjun didn't plan to see him, the calamity was imminent, and any distraction would destroy all preparations.
Just as he was about to set up a barrier to isolate people from the outside world, he heard the voice of an outsider saying: "He Lanze asked to see the sect master. Today, the Demon Sect sent someone to send an invitation. The original sect was rebellious, and now the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm will forcibly marry my sect. Disciple. Junior Brother Ye rescued a number of fellow disciples in the secret realm in the past, and now he is in this trouble, and the disciples in the sect are filled with righteous indignation. However, the Demon Venerable is so powerful that it is difficult for ordinary disciples to rescue him, so he has to come here to disturb the sect master to retreat. See you at the exit?"
His voice was loud, but slightly trembling.
Qi Yun-Jun has an indifferent temperament, and he doesn't care about many trivial matters of the world. It is an old practice. This time he went up the mountain to see him. In fact, he has no confidence in seeing Qi Yun-Jun.
In the peach forest, Qi Yunjun, who was closing his eyes and preparing for the catastrophe, trembled in his hands.
The mortal iron blade was cut in his hand, and a little bright red was cut out.
Bright and dazzling.
…
Among the mountains in the northern region, there is a huge valley.
Compared with the continuous flying snow on the mountains in the northern region, the peach red and willow green in the valley, and the strong medicinal fragrance wafting, here is the famous medical cultivation sect in the world of self-cultivation, the Tan Qing sect.
At this time, in the Tan Qing Sect, there was an elegantly furnished courtyard.
Xu Qingyue held the medicine bowl in her hand and walked into the courtyard, where she saw a man in a wheelchair leaning over to touch a blooming white peony on the edge of the grass.
It's just that his legs are damaged and he can't move. After several attempts, it is still difficult to reach
Perhaps the movement was too much, and the wooden wheelchair was not too stable. The person in the wheelchair lost his balance and fell to the ground. He struggled but could not get up. Shocking.
Xu Qingyue sighed in her heart.
Who would have thought that the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master of the past would actually be in a state of despair now, which is truly heart-wrenching.
He walked over and helped the person on the ground back to the wheelchair, and said gently, "Senior Brother Chen, it's time to drink the medicine."
The man turned his face.
His appearance is ordinary and ordinary, with a little beard on his face, slender eyes, and even a bit wretched. It was the spirit that floated back from the void, and when he was about to die, he had to take away the beggar's body. Chen Weiyuan.
His eyes were still a little dull, and he fixedly looked at the medicine bowl in Xu Qingyue's hand.
Xu Qingyue sat next to him, looking at him sluggishly, and sighed again.
When Chen Weiyuan was drinking the medicine, he remembered the rumors he had heard in the sect, and his worries became even deeper.
I couldn't help but confided my feelings to Chen Weiyuan, who was described as sluggish, "Today I am very troubled."
Chen Weiyuan did not respond.
Xu Qingyue continued: "There was an invitation from the Demon Palace, talking about the big wedding of the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord's servant, actually wants to marry his master." Chen Weiyuan's cloudy eyes suddenly showed a little clarity.
Xu Qingyue didn't realize it, and only muttered to herself: "Young Daoist Ye is alive and well, I should be glad about this, but the Demon Venerable is not a kind person. It is rumored that he pushed Daoyou Ye out of the sect. I don't know about it yet? True or false, but also? No? I don't believe it. Fellow Daoist Ye has a friendship of half a teacher with me. Now in the magic palace, I don't know what his condition is. Whether it is voluntary or not, I am really worried."
"The seventh day of September is the wedding day of the Demon Lord. I'm planning to take a look in person." Xu Qingyue's worried face slowly turned firm, and then she looked at Chen Weiyuan, "Senior Brother Chen, your soul has been seriously damaged, and your body has been repaired. For the sake of it, there is nothing left, so I will stay in the Tanqing Sect to recuperate first. I will ask the disciples in the door to take care of you. I have also sent a letter to the Tianji Pavilion, and today the Pavilion Master is your brother. Someone will be sent to retrieve you soon."
"The Devil's Palace is dangerous. If I go here, it may be difficult to return. Senior Brother Chen," Xu Qingyue paused. Long ago, he had no affection for Chen Weiyuan, and now he is just saying goodbye, "You need to take care of yourself. ."
Seeing that Chen Weiyuan had finished drinking the medicine, he wanted to take the medicine bowl and turned to leave, but Chen Weiyuan suddenly grabbed his hand.
"...Qingyue." Chen Weiyuan's voice was hoarse and his words were intermittent, "The Devil's Palace... can't you go."
Xu Qingyue was taken aback.
After Chen Weiyuan was brought back by him, he was a little confused, and this is the first time he has communicated with him since we met.
So listen carefully.
"If you go to the magic palace...you will die," Chen Weiyuan said. "If you want to completely eradicate the devil, it cannot be solved by one person...I have something here...I need you to get it back for me."
Xu Qingyue said, "What?"
Chen Weiyuan's slender eyes showed a little gloom.
"Things that can... put the Demon Venerable to death."
…
The seventh day of September. Magic Palace.
The dark red silk and satin fluttered in the pitch-black magic palace, and countless red lanterns hung in the middle, rendering a festive atmosphere.
In the dark bedroom, Ye Yunlan was lying on the bed, his limbs immersed in the incense, weak and weak.
From the first day he woke up in the magic palace to meet Shen Shu, Shen Shu spent the night fooling around with him, and for the next few days, he seemed to be busy with other things, and did not often come to the palace to disturb him.
It's just that every night, he will bring medicine to feed him to drink. He didn't want to drink it, so Shen Shu clasped his chin, took a sip by himself, and then poured it into his mouth little by little, forcing him to drink it, taking the opportunity to take advantage of it.
Ye Yunlan didn't know what those medicines were, but only knew that after drinking it, the blood was smooth, and the spiritual power was abundant.
It is probably some elixir to nourish qi and blood. Is there any harm in drinking it
But when Ye Yunlan thought about why Shen Shu was so concerned about giving him medicine to make up his body, he touched it? No? He wanted to touch those things.
Although Shen Shu didn't touch him immediately, but sometimes he couldn't bear it any longer, and would rub against his palm.
After the arrogance at the beginning, this person's temperament became more and more bad, and it was not enough to solve it by himself.
Ye Yunlan couldn't stop him, but he himself had abstained from sex for many years, and he was not used to it. When he touched it, he would soon feel uncomfortable.
Shen Shu said that his health was still not good, and said that he would give him more elixir.
At that time, Ye Yunlan just wanted to slap Shen Shu's face that was flushed with thin red and full of smiles.
He just didn't know what kind of incense Shen Shu was smoking in this bedroom.
In the silence of darkness, I don't know the passage of time.
Suddenly the door of the hall was pushed open, but it was not Shen Shu who walked in this time, but several maids in black.
The faces of the several maids who walked in were covered tightly. Ye Yunlan couldn't see them, only a few pairs of eyes, and the maids held red wedding dresses in their hands.
He was helped by the maids to get up from the bed, put on layers of happy clothes, and was pushed in front of the mirror.
In front of the mirror, there was a pale face, pale lips, a little vermilion at the end of his eyes, and long white hair flowing down his shoulders like the moonlight like mercury. The pattern of the wedding dress on the body is gorgeous, festive and auspicious.
The pale hair color and the bright vermilion overlap, making people feel thrilling for no reason.
The maids stared at him, their eyes filled with admiration and admiration. Some maids combed his hair, rolled up his white hair, and inserted Zhu hairpins, and some maids painted his eyebrows and lips.
The light and thin lips are dyed with red lip gloss, which is gorgeous.
The maids applauded.
"If your lord sees you like this, he will be very satisfied."
"There is no one more beautiful than you in the world."
"To be able to match the Dao Companion of the Lord, you should look like you."
Amidst the praise, Ye Yunlan only felt upset.
He wanted to escape, but was so tired that he couldn't even move his fingertips. What he saw in front of his eyes was in a trance, it seemed real, and it seemed illusory. The shadows are everywhere, can he see the way out.
I don't know what magic was cast on the chain in his hand, the maids couldn't see it, only he could hear the sound and felt heavy.
The red candles were slowly burning in the hall.
Yes? The maid said softly.
"The hour has come, Your Highness, please come with us."
He was helped up, supported by several maids out of the hall door, passed through the lanterned corridor, and came to the main hall of the magic palace.
In the distance, a man was waiting on the high seat of the main hall. He was also dressed in a red wedding dress, and his red eyes were burning.
There were many guests in the hall, and countless pairs of eyes looked at him.
Amid the clamor, the Demon Venerable stepped down from the high seat, walked towards him, came to him, and held hands with him.
"Master."
He shouted and took him from the handmaid. He didn't speak, but the full banquet guests didn't care whether he could speak or not, just looked at him with praise and blessing, as if he was the happiest bride in the world.
He felt dizzy and stupefied.
Everything that has been experienced seems to overlap with the previous life.
After that, it was like an absurd and trance farce.
He was led up to the high seat by the Demon Venerable, and in the midst of everyone's attention, he was held by the other party's hand and dripped blood on a piece of blood jade.
The Taoist couple formed a pact. The guests applauded.
He was held in his arms by the other party, watching the song and dance rise to peace.
Demon Venerable wants to have a drink with him. Cup after cup. He was drunk by the other party and leaned on the other party's arms in a blur.
The hustle and bustle around him slowly disappeared, only the sound of the man's chest, beating in his ear one after another.
He suddenly saw a sea of red flowers.
Extremely gorgeous, large swaths of the other side of the flower in full bloom.
There is a path in the sea of flowers.
The path extends to a bamboo building standing in the sea of flowers.
The bamboo tower is very similar to that in Tianzong.
The Demon Venerable hugged him. He walked all the way and entered the inside. The furnishings inside were also very similar to those of Tianzong.
He was drunk and hazy, and was gently placed on the bed by the Demon Venerable.
"Beautiful full moon night."
The man smelled the aroma on his body and was a little contented.
"Tonight, Master is mine."