Seven days later, Qijue Palace was in a festive scene, with mountains covered with red brocade and it was very lively.

In the main hall, everyone sitting down is a famous person in the world.

On the left are Yan Qingyou from the Wanyan Holy Land, the old blind swordsman, Tian Jizi, Chu Wentian and Sikong Nanyan from the Changsheng Palace. On the right are the ancestors of the top forces of the human race, who have long been famous.

Many younger generations also came to Qijue Palace, following their elders to see the world.

The old Taizu Feng Junzhuo personally presided over the ceremony to avoid any mistakes.

After saying some polite words, Feng Junzhuo sat in the main seat and said loudly: "Invite the two newcomers to enter the palace."

Jun Qianhua strode over from one side, wearing a red gown and looking handsome and handsome.

Yan Shimei came from the other side, her long red dress trailing to the ground, her phoenix crown and garland, and lotuses growing every step of the way.

In fact, Jun Qianhua doesn't care about this kind of ceremony at all. The reason for this is to give Yan Shimei the greatest respect. In any case, Yan Shimei has the blood of Qi Jue Palace flowing in her body and needs the blessing of Qi Jue Palace.

"Toast."

Feng Junzhuo said.

The maid held the wine glass and walked quickly to Jun Qianhua and Yan Shimei.

Jun Qianhua picked up a wine glass and walked slowly to the Holy Lord Yan Canghai. With an indifferent expression, he bowed slightly and said, "Please use it."

Yan Canghai pretended to be calm, took the drink from Jun Qianhua, and downed it in one gulp.

Yan Shimei followed Jun Qianhua and toasted to the elders.

After some complicated etiquette, Feng Junzhuo stood up and said to the guests: "The ceremony is completed."

In the sky above Qijue Palace, a vision of dragons and phoenixes dancing together appeared, attracting the attention of many people.

Spiritual energy spurts out, and Taoist sounds surround him.

"With this marriage, Qijue Palace has benefited from the White Emperor's glory, and will become even more prosperous in the future."

"In the future, as long as the White Emperor can withstand the storm, Qijue Palace will not decline."

"Honestly, if it weren't for Princess Mei's hard work and persistence, how could Qi Jue Palace have formed this fate with Bai Emperor."

The luck of the Qijue Palace has been enhanced, many spiritual herbs have been bred in the territory, and various auspicious visions have appeared, envying many forces.

Afterwards, the elders of Qijue Palace were responsible for the order in the venue, toasting to every distinguished guest, and laughing happily. Various words of envy rang out from the crowd.

Although many forces do not want Qijue Palace to marry Jun Qianhua, they still have to say blessings on the surface and do not dare to cause trouble. Anyone who makes trouble at this time and says some inappropriate words is no different from seeking death.

After drinking for three rounds, Xu Changge and Yan Qingyou stood at the mountain gate of Qijue Palace.

The master and apprentice looked at each other and smiled, and it was time to say goodbye again.

"The troubled times have come, and the path you have to take in the future has become more difficult." After the battle in the Red Valley, Yan Qingyou has made further progress in cultivation, has entered the early stage of Mahayana, and has repaired his Taoist injuries.

Yan Qingyou was as before, dressed very casually, with a beard, a wine gourd hanging around her waist, and messy hair.

"It's okay." Xu Changge said calmly.

"I can't help you with anything, everything depends on your own ability." Yan Qingyou said.

"Just take care of yourself. I have to walk my own path."

Xu Changge stood with his hands behind his hands and looked into the distance.

"Your senior brother and senior sister have come to the ancient world. If you hear that they are in trouble, remember to help them."

Yan Qingyou reminded.

"Don't worry." Xu Changge has been paying attention to the movements of Wan Hanyi and Luo Huangxue. They have both gained quite a reputation, so much so that the young geniuses in the star region dare not raise their heads.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qing walked quietly with his sword, leaving a long silhouette behind him.

Xu Changge was not going to go back to Qi Jue Palace, so he left a letter to Aunt Mei. The content of the letter was roughly a blessing. If there is a chance to chat with Aunt Mei again in the future.

Then, Xu Changge strode forward with a clear goal.

Xu Changge decided to go back to Jiuzhou to find someone.

Fu Yuzhi, a peerless figure from millions of years ago, was the direct disciple of Mu Qing who lived in Linglong Tower. In this life, due to Mu Qing's intervention, Fu Yuzhi and Xu Changge became brother and sister.

At that time, Fu Yuzhi had a split personality and her body was very unstable. Now after all these years, Fu Yuzhi must have recovered some of her core abilities.

Back then, Fu Yuzhi went to the coffin where the immortal was buried and retrieved something.

Therefore, Xu Changge wanted to ask Fu Yuzhi for help.

In a certain star field in Kyushu, a five-year-old child wears a pink bellyband, with a cinnabar Buddha light between his eyebrows, and a little white rabbit beside him.

"If we run out, will we be beaten?"

The little white rabbit was frightened.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The boy patted his chest and assured.

This snow rabbit was dug out by Fu Yuzhi from the ruins of an ancient ruins, and it contained traces of immortality. Later, Fu Yuzhi handed the snow rabbit to Xu Changge, who threw it in the Wanyan Holy Land.

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The boy was a demon boy from Xuanyu Prefecture back then, and his demonic power was overwhelming. One day, an old monk from an ancient desert temple knew that his life span was exhausted, so he used the Dharma of one life to save the demon boy and passed on his lifelong Taoism to the demon boy.

As a result, there is one less devil boy and one more Buddha boy in the world.

The Buddha boy maintains the appearance of a five-year-old, and carries the Buddha's power throughout his life. He is simply a walking relic of the highest quality, a peerless treasure.

The Buddha boy was brought to Wanyan Holy Land by Xu Changge to ensure the safety of the Buddha boy. Over the years, the Buddha boy's cultivation has grown from nothing to something, and has grown rapidly.

A few days ago, Yan Qingyou and Wentianqiu rushed to Qijue Palace to give gifts to celebrate. The Buddha boy kidnapped the snow rabbit and quietly left the Wanyan Holy Land.

"It's too boring to stay at home, so it's better to go out for a walk." Buddha Tong said in a sweet voice.

At the first stop, the Buddhist boy rushed to the Endless Desert and bowed to the empty and simple ancient temple.

"Old monk, I'm here to see you."

Buddha boy said loudly.

Unfortunately, the old monk has long since turned into dust and cannot hear the words of the Buddha boy.

"Golden Relic Light!"

Some nearby monks noticed the fluctuations of the golden light of the Dao pattern, and greedy looks shone deep in their eyes.

Without the protection of the Wanyan Holy Land, the road ahead for the Buddha Boy will not be easy. I don’t know how many old guys are staring at the Buddha Boy, wanting to refine the Buddha Boy to extend his life and improve his cultivation.

"We seem to be being watched, run away."

The snow rabbit was very sensitive and looked around, nervous.

"Old monk, I'll come see you next time."

Buddha boys don't want to stay in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Formations all their lives. They have to go out for a walk in order to truly grow up and better practice the Buddhist Taoism in their minds.

Only by understanding the Buddhist teachings and promoting the old monk's ideas can we live up to the old monk's hard work.
Chapter completed!