Liu Tian's figure gradually blurred, but his voice kept echoing. There was bound to be a hard fight here, but he had to let Qiu Ling'er and Qin Jianjia have a stable place to live. Although Tianguan Mountain does not regard itself as a sect, it truly
Their strength is not weaker than that of any sect in the Western Desert. Especially the old abbot of Tianguan Mountain, his cultivation is even more advanced, and he is definitely not an ordinary king. Liu Tian is also very relieved to let the two of them stay in Tianguan Mountain.
Qiu Ling'er looked at Liu Tian's disappearing back and almost shed tears. In fact, she wanted to tell Liu Tian: "Brother Tian, take me with you. In fact, Ling'er can also protect herself." Of course, she
I would also like to ask who Yang Jingnu is and why she doesn’t know her.
But no matter how many words he wanted to say to Liu Tian, Liu Tian could no longer hear them. At this moment, he just wanted to reach the Bodhi Hall as soon as possible.
...
In the Bodhi Hall, drums, harps, and shengs were played. Lanterns and colorful lights were everywhere. It was a joyous occasion.
At this time, Fang Shaode and several senior brothers were at the entrance of the mountainside hall, smiling to welcome the guests who came today.
The smile on Fang Shaode's face never faded, because tonight, he could get Yang Jingnu's person and body.
"Master Jinguang of the Vajra Gate and his beloved disciples came to congratulate you."
Xiaosi's shout came from the foot of the mountain, which woke up Fang Shaode who was in a daze. He quickly walked to the entrance of the hall to greet the approaching Vajra Sect. The Vajra Sect is also a powerful force in the north of the Western Desert. Although Master Jinguang is called a master, he is a king.
.They practice the inheritance of the Powerful Vajra Buddha.
"Senior Jinguang, I'm sorry to welcome you from afar. Brother Shaoguang, please come inside and sit wherever you like."
When Master Jinguang saw Fang Shaode, he was slightly startled, and then said with a smile: "What a hero. He became a master of Warcraft at a young age. Not bad." Master Jinguang said, and glanced at his beloved disciple. He
I know that if we simply talk about Buddhism, his beloved disciple Shaoguang is still better than Fang Shaode. But his cultivation is far behind.
"Senior, you are so complimentary. It's just a fluke that this junior can enter the World of Warcraft. Senior, Brother Shaoguang, please come in."
Fang Shaode was very humble and turned around to lead the two of them into the hall.
At this time, hundreds of tables of banquets were densely arranged in the courtyard. It was a huge scene.
However, there are only less than fifteen tables in the hall, and they are probably all prepared for the big forces. The nearly a hundred tables in the open air must be prepared for the small forces who came after hearing about this.
"The elders of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, Kongdu Buddha, came to congratulate you and present you with xxxxx."
"Buddha Kong Zizai, the abbot of Zizai Temple, came to congratulate you and send you xxxx."
...
When it was almost noon, almost everyone had arrived. Fang Shaode could be said to be extremely busy, but he did not feel any tiredness.
At this time, the abbot of the Bodhi Hall had also come out to greet him, and the powerful people could not help but tremble for a while.
"I didn't expect that Fang Shaode became the master of Warcraft before he was forty. It seems that there is a successor to the Bodhi Hall."
"Hey, the disciple xx is not bad, and becoming a master of Warcraft is just around the corner."
The elders shunned each other, and the juniors from the big sect also gathered at the table. After getting to know each other, they also talked about it.
The entire Bodhi Hall was very lively.
"Senior brother, senior brother, the wedding team is coming to the foot of the mountain soon."
A disciple suddenly came to Fang Shaode.
When Fang Shaode heard this, he immediately waved his hands to the guests around him: "Everyone, I won't accompany you. I want to go down to greet the bride."
The guests laughed loudly: "Go, go, today is your big day, and no one is more important than your bride. And we all want to see how beautiful the bride is."
Fang Shaode also smiled: "Definitely, definitely!"
When he thought about it, Yang Jingnu's appearance would definitely blind the eyes of this group of people. Even if Yang Jingnu's beauty was compared with the most beautiful woman in the West Desert, Huang Fuxue, she was on par with her.
Not long after, Fang Shaode came to the foot of the mountain wearing a bright red groom's suit. He was followed by a matchmaker. This matchmaker swayed her waist and swayed her hips. She must have been a beauty when she was young.
Fang Shaode had been waiting for some time, and suddenly said anxiously: "Why hasn't the person arrived yet?"
The matchmaker smiled: "Young Master Shaode, you can't be in a hurry as a groom. If you are in a hurry, you will easily make mistakes. Wait a moment. Listen, is there music? It's coming. It's probably coming."
Just as he was talking, he heard the sound of joy, and then a sedan chair came quickly from a distance.
"It's coming, it's really coming!"
Fang Shaode's face lit up with joy and he was about to run down the mountain. The matchmaker quickly pulled Fang Shaode and said, "Hey, don't be in a hurry, young master."
Fang Shaode resisted his impulse and could only wait for the sedan to move forward, finally stopping dozens of steps away from him.
"Matchmaker, what should I do now?" Fang Shaode, even though he is the pride of heaven, has to listen to the arrangement of the matchmaker, a common man.
"You go in now and wait for the ceremony. Remember, the bride's red hijab is not allowed to be removed before the wedding."
Fang Shaode was stunned: "I don't need to welcome the bride?"
The matchmaker nodded: "Of course, you can only watch now, and then wait for me to send the bride into the auditorium."
"Okay, hurry up then, I'll go in first."
Fang Shaode turned around and walked into the main hall, then knelt on a futon and waited patiently for Yang Jingnu to go up the mountain.
At this time, the abbot of the Bodhi Hall was already sitting at the head of the hall, and Yang Tianfu was also helped up the mountain and sat on the seat next to him. Yang Tianfu seemed a bit cautious. When had he ever seen such a grand scene? Moreover, these people are all immortals.
In anxiety, Yang Jingnu was finally helped up the mountain.
"Here comes the bride!" the matchmaker's voice came immediately.
Then at the entrance of the main hall, after a series of activities such as jumping into the brazier, the bride was led into the main hall.
Yang Jingnu was wearing a red dress, and her graceful figure immediately attracted the attention of all the guests.
The matchmaker held the red string and walked slowly into the main hall. She smiled and said, "The groom has not gotten up yet, come over and pull the red string. If you pull the red string, your destiny is destined for this life."
Fang Shaode suddenly understood, stood up quickly, strode to the matchmaker, and took the red thread.
Yang Jingnu held one end of the red thread, and Fang Shaode held the other end of the red thread.
"Well done. The past life and the present life are connected by a thread, and Yue Lao is the matchmaker for this life. The fate is destined to last a lifetime, happiness and contentment!"
The matchmaker shouted loudly.
"Please also ask the bride and groom to come forward and bow three times in front of their parents in heaven and earth."
When Fang Shaode heard this, he understood that the most exciting time had come. Worship to heaven and earth!
Originally there were a lot of etiquette in Kyushu, but the matchmaker knew that there were many ordinary people getting married today, so the matchmaker could save as many etiquette as she could.
Fang Shaode was excited, and so was Yang Jingnu. However, she didn't know whether it was because of excitement or something, but she found that her head was heavy. Although she was ready to marry Fang Shaode, when she knelt on the ground, her heart was still
Can't calm down.
It seemed that she was afraid.
Yes, she was afraid! She suddenly felt afraid of getting married. She didn't understand why she felt this way. It was just that it made her feel a little uncomfortable, but she subconsciously attributed this feeling to nervousness.
Maybe every woman who gets married will be so nervous and apprehensive.
"Bow down to heaven and earth! Heaven, earth, sun and moon are eternal witnesses!"
The matchmaker's voice came and the guests had stopped talking. The abbot of the Bodhi Hall and Yang Tianfu were both sitting on the black wooden chairs in front, looking solemn.
Yang Jing's female colleague Fang Shaode quickly bowed outside after hearing this.
"Two bows to the high hall, may you live a hundred years and be filled with children and grandchildren."
The two of them turned around and knelt down to Yang Tianfu and the abbot of Bodhi Hall.
Both of them are breathing a little quickly! As long as they have one last bow, they can become husband and wife!
"Husband and wife say hello! May you be happy and have a son soon."
came the matchmaker's excited voice.
Fang Shaode felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. This exciting moment was finally coming! At this moment, the doorman Xiaosi heard the usual shouting.
"Changshan Temple comes to congratulate you."
"Dali Temple comes to congratulate you."
This voice seemed abrupt, but no one in the hall paid it any attention. From the loud but listless voice of the doorman, it can be seen that these two sects can only be regarded as small sects. Perhaps a certain disciple of Tongbodhi Hall
I can only come here because of my relatives.
A total of three people from these two groups walked into the courtyard of the main hall. As soon as they entered the door, several shouts were heard in the open square.
"Little feet, why did you come to Changshan Temple at this time? Come on, come and sit down next to me."
"Manzi San! You just arrived after the wedding started. Fortunately, I didn't wait for you."
Since the shouters were a bit far away and blocked from sight, the appearance of the three of them could not be seen clearly.
After hearing the shouts, the three people frowned slightly, but they did not walk in the direction of those people. Instead, they strode inward until they reached the entrance of the hall.
The two people who greeted him were a little strange. What did the people from Dali Temple and Changshan Temple want to do? They all stood up and wanted to see what was going on, but suddenly they frowned.
"How come Little Feet Cheng (Manzi San) has gained weight (lost weight)?"
Just when they were wondering, the matchmaker's voice of "husband and wife worship each other" came from the main hall. At this time, a Bodhi Hall disciple came to Xiaojiao and the three of them.
"I'm sorry, your status does not allow you to enter the main hall. Your seat is right here." The disciple said, with a arrogant look in his eyes. In his eyes, Changshan Temple and Dali Temple were simply rubbish sects. He heard that
Never heard of it.
However, all he answered was a word and a big, thick hand.
"Get out of my way! I'm blocking your way, Mr. Wei Wufan."
Before the Bodhi Hall disciple had time to react, he was thrown heavily and fell to the ground. His life and death were unknown.
The man's behavior instantly made the atmosphere at the scene weird. All the guests looked at me and I looked at you, looking very surprised. Someone dared to make trouble in the Bodhi Hall? And they also made trouble during the wedding. This is not to the Bodhi Hall's face.
A slap?
However, this was not what surprised them the most. What surprised them most was the loud shout from the man wearing a turban!
"Can't worship!"
The man's voice was sonorous, powerful and soul-stirring! It kept echoing throughout the hall.