Previously, many great monks thought that they were used to big winds and waves and could face them calmly at any time. However, today they broke through and were frightened by Xu Changge's handiwork.
Just one drop of the boundless water that buries the immortal coffin can be auctioned for a sky-high price. The value of a palm-sized drop of water is immeasurable.
"Have a cup of tea to calm down."
A certain monk picked up the tea covered on the table and opened the lid. A burst of tea fragrance hit his nostrils, and he instantly felt peaceful.
"What...what kind of tea is this?"
The monk took a sip of tea and felt that the blood in his body was energized and his cultivation level had improved slightly.
Everyone smelled the fragrance of tea and their spirits were shaken.
The next moment, an old antique took a sip of tea on the table and exclaimed in a low voice: "Tea!"
"This tea is made by adding the leaves of the ancient Juedao tree in the Tomb of Life into the water."
Just now, everyone was just enjoying the plum blossom wine, and no one paid attention to the tea on the table. Moreover, the tea is carried in a special container, and the Taoist flavor inside will not escape, so it is naturally difficult for others to detect it.
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"The gift I gave you is not worth as much as this cup of tea."
Many monks showed ashamed expressions, and then drank the tea and felt refreshed.
The guests in the dojo suppressed the shock deep in their hearts and looked up at the sky.
Xu Changge stood at one end of the Snow Lotus Bridge and walked slowly towards the center of the bridge.
At this time, Liu Qing'er got off the sedan chair, wearing a red skirt and a phoenix crown. The various accessories on her body highlighted her nobility and elegance. Her exquisite appearance made many women present feel ashamed.
Liu Qing'er stepped on the snow lotus, and the boundless water stuck to the red dress, making the red dress extraordinarily pure, with a few traces, and obviously transformed.
Xu Changge and Liu Qing'er stood in the center of the bridge, half a meter apart, with their eyes facing each other.
Liu Qing'er had been waiting for this day for a long time. Finally, she had waited.
A smile, a charming city.
Tens of thousands of snow lotuses in full bloom are nothing compared to Liu Qing'er's smile.
"Qing'er." Xu Changge stretched out his right hand, his face full of tenderness.
Liu Qing'er also stretched out her hand and held Xu Changge's hand tightly.
At this moment, Xu Changge and Liu Qing'er became the focus of everyone's attention.
Women in the world are all showing envious eyes. If they can have such a grand wedding in the future, they will definitely be extremely happy. However, this is definitely impossible and only exists in fantasy.
Tens of thousands of thousand-year-old snow lotuses served as the wedding bridge, boundless water decorated the bridge deck, ancient Juedao tea and plum blossom wine were used to entertain guests, and all the heroes from the world sent congratulations, etc.
None of these things can be accomplished by ordinary people. What's more, the person Liu Qing'er married is a reincarnated emperor and an eternal hero.
"very nice."
At the guest seat, Bai Niannian looked at Xu Changge and Liu Qing'er, his eyes slightly moist.
Bai Niannian used to want to be free and control her own destiny. But ever since she met Xu Changge, her thoughts have quietly changed. By the time Bai Niannian realized what she was doing, she was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate herself.
It's a pity that Bai Niannian and Xu Changge are destined to have no fate.
For Xu Changge, Bai Niannian is just a passerby in life, an old friend. For Bai Niannian, Xu Changge is the person who gives her hope and is the only softness deep in her heart.
Bai Niannian smiled and expressed her sincere blessings.
Whoosh——
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit, making many people shiver.
A cavalry of a hundred men came riding on the wind, their silhouettes appearing and disappearing.
The leader was riding a majestic war horse, wearing armor, and carrying a bronze sword on his waist. The person who came was none other than Xu Jiuzang, the military soul of the Daqian Dynasty.
The bronze sword on Xu Jiuzang's waist has not been unsheathed yet. I wonder what will happen to the bronze sword when it is unsheathed.
"what is that?"
All the heroes in the world looked sideways, and with just one glance, their souls trembled and their hearts surrendered.
"Their armor seems to be... Daqian Iron Cavalry!"
That year, the Qilin bone was reshaped, and the vision of the Daqian cavalry appeared. The world will remember it and dare not forget it.
"Is this the legendary Shuai Xu?"
In the past, the Dao Will created the shadow of the Daqian Iron Cavalry, among them Xu Jiuzang. With Xu Jiuzang's leadership, the combat effectiveness of the Daqian Iron Cavalry soared, once forcing Xu Changge into a blind corner. Fortunately, with the protection of the Nine Dragon Seal, this time Let Xu Changge turn danger into safety.
"No way! Are those people still alive?"
A long time ago, many great monks entered the Tomb of the Demon Emperor and had a glimpse of Xu Jiuzang. However, no one could recognize Xu Jiuzang at the time, and they trembled when they recalled it later.
Xu Jiuzang, regardless of the frightened eyes of the world, came on horseback majesticly. Behind him were hundreds of cavalrymen. Each of the soldiers had been tested in hundreds of battles and was very powerful.
Snap!
Xu Jiuzang gently pulled the reins of the war horse and stopped in the sky above Wanyan Holy Land.
"By order of your Majesty, I am here to congratulate Venerable Xu on his wedding today."
Xu Jiuzang raised his voice and shouted, and the sound spread to all walks of life.
boom!
This statement shocked the world.
When people in the world heard this sentence, their minds turned into a mess.
Following Renjun's orders, is Renjun still alive?
Is the person in front of me really the legendary Xu Shuai of Daqian? A million years have passed! Why have the traces of the Daqian Dynasty not been erased by time?
Countless questions filled everyone's mind, their faces were full of shock, and they could not regain their composure for a long time.
"This is an alternative way of survival. Only the soul remains in the world."
A certain Mahayana saint looked deeply at Xu Jiuzang and others and concluded.
Even so, the world was shocked.
Millions of years have passed, and traces of the Daqian Dynasty still exist in the world. From Xu Jiuzang's words, it is not difficult to guess that Renjun's consciousness has not dissipated and is hidden somewhere in the world.
"terrible."
People as strong as Sikong Nanyan, Tianjizi, the old monk and others all stood up and looked at him, their eyes full of awe. They were people who stood at the top of the world, and they could not suppress the emotional fluctuations in their hearts at this moment.
Although Tianjizi had known about this for a long time, when he saw Xu Jiuzang's heroic soul with his own eyes, he still couldn't control his mood and was stunned.
"Gift."
Xu Jiuzang gave the order.
Immediately afterwards, the hundreds of cavalrymen behind Xu Jiuzang set up a formation.
At the core of the formation, a dark red gift box appeared.
This formation is to prevent accidents and people from snatching the treasure. However, how many people in the world dare to snatch the head of the Daqian Iron Cavalry?
Back then, Xu Jiuzang rode his horse into the emperor's tomb and walked out unharmed without giving the Seven-Eyed Demon Emperor any face. Xu Shuai's reputation was such that not even the Seven-Eyed Demon Emperor dared to test it easily.
You are kidding me to snatch something from Xu Jiuzang's hand.
Xu Jiuzang waved his hand gently, and the crimson gift box passed through the formation barrier of Wanyan Holy Land and flew to Xu Changge.
Xu Changge looked at the gift box in front of him and said to Xu Jiuzang: "Xu Shuai, what is this?"