The protagonist's halo is unstoppable [Transmigration Book]

The weather in the cultivation world has always been very good.Blue sky and white clouds, sunny and sunny.Today is no exception.

Lin Zizhai seemed to have a happy event, and it was a big one.There is even a hundred feet away from the gate of the village, and the ground is covered with red firecracker paper.

The closer the distance, the faint smell of wine can still be smelled.I don't know that this is a big happy event that has been held for a few days.Different from the desolation of cultivators, mortals always have many festivals.

The cultivators stepped on the bright red firecracker paper, smiling for the biggest happy event in the Three Realms.

"This is the place where Venerable Mo, the number one sword repairer in the Three Realms, was born. It's really extraordinary. The air is fresh, and a few more breaths will make you feel refreshed and happy." Dahu, who has just arrived at the foundation building stage, said.

Under the idol effect, if Mo Yuyan took a second look at the tree on the side of the road, he would think that the tree had something special.

"That's right. Look at the mountains and forests in the distance, how beautiful the scenery is." Another swordsman was also influenced by Mo Yuyan, thinking that everything looks good and everything is different.

"It could be said that this tree was influenced by Feng Xianzun, so it grows so full of vitality." A Dharma cultivator with a wood spirit root can immediately speak for his idol, and he does not want the idol to succumb to others.

"What do you mean by that? Are you saying that our Venerable Mo is not as influential as your Venerable Fengxian?" The slightly irritable sword repairer immediately refused.

"What do you mean by that. The air belongs to your Venerable Mo, and your mood belongs to your Venerable Mo, so why not allow the tree to belong to our Fengxian Venerable?" Mu Linggen's faxiu looked meek, but in fact he was a man who could not be messed with. the Lord.

"Okay, okay. When you see the red paper on the ground, who is more powerful than Fengxian Zun or Mo Zunzhu? Are you not ashamed?" The elder who had been silent all this time sighed and looked at these jumping-off people. Disciple, I just hope that I won't be ashamed for a while.

Hearing this, several disciples stopped talking.

Venerable Mo and Venerable Fengxian hosted a banquet in Linzizhai, the place where they were born, and invited those from the three realms who could be present, no matter friend or foe.As soon as this remark came out, whether it was to curry favor with Mo Yuyan, who is the top in the world, or cultivators from all walks of life who admired Fengzhi and wanted to look at him better, they all came rushing in one after another.

The banquet was held for a month, one group left and another group came, and until today, many cultivators still come to try their luck.

A few more cultivators came from the sky riding the clouds and fog, and the cultivators on the ground didn't wait any longer and rushed towards Linzizhai immediately.

The first thing the cultivators arrived at was the archway under the hill.A pair of couplets with completely different handwriting is pasted on the column.

People look up.

I saw that the right couplet wrote: I hope that the auspicious day will not be as good as it is today.

Horizontal and vertical, strong and powerful, one can tell at a glance that it came from the hands of Jianxiu Mo Wuyan.

"It is said that the sword soul stage is the pinnacle of the Three Realms, but now that I look at it, I realize that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. Before I came here, I thought that Venerable Mo's cultivation may not be as powerful as the sword. Face yourself first." said a black-clothed swordsman who had stood in front of the archway for a long time.

"That's right. This calligraphy brush can write sword spirit, it's too good." The man next door shook his head and sighed, lamenting that there are too many geniuses and his own shallow knowledge.

Da Hu turned his eyes sideways, wanting to see who is so insolent that he even thought of questioning Venerable Mo.

Seeing this, Dug's eyes straightened.Although the man was inconspicuous, there was a white letter on the black sword.This is obviously the well-known sword cultivator of the sword soul stage who has become a fairy - Hei Jianbai.And the young man in Chinese clothes waving a folding fan beside him should be Hei Jianbai's friend.

Duhu froze on the spot for a long time without speaking.Hei Jianbai and his friend glanced at the couplet on the other side, then walked up the mountain.That black sword white friend seemed to secretly roll his eyes.

The attitudes before and after were too different, which made Dahu and others also full of curiosity about the couplet on the other side.

Looking up, the Leftist Federation wrote: Hahaha, Mo Yuyan and I are married.

The handwriting is scribbled with inexplicable madness, and it is obviously not written by the same person as the Youlian that reveals a faint sword spirit.

For this couplet that has no rhyme, handwriting is extremely poor, and even the number of words is composed entirely by haha, no matter how much you admire Fengzhi, you can't squeeze out a word of praise.It's no wonder that the two immortals still looked at the Left Alliance with a slight look of superciliousness.

On the contrary, the elders who brought Duhu and Fang Ke and them here are well-informed, and finally squeezed out a sentence, "The Fengxian has a straightforward personality, not bad, not bad."

After watching the couplets, everyone went to the front branch.

The banner is still four simple words: go straight to the wedding.

The two characters on the left are written by Mo Yuyan, and the two characters on the right are written by Feng Zhi.The position of the couplet is exactly the opposite, and there is a feeling of yin and yang harmony when you look at it.

Linzizhai has been expanded several times, and it is already a big village with nearly half a mountain.But even so, the banquet was arranged from the top of the mountain to the mountainside, and it still couldn't allow all the cultivators to sit down.

A high-level cultivator relied on his status, toasted a drink, talked a few words, and left on a cloud boat.Seeing Venerable Mo and Venerable Fengxian being surrounded by all the cultivators, the low-level cultivators were embarrassed to come forward to chat, so they were greeted by the people in Linzizhai to eat and drink.It also happened to let them, the cultivators who had worked so hard to come here, rest their feet.

Duhu and Fang Ke are the ones who are not ashamed to go talk when they come, and find a place to sit and rest.

Feng Zhi and Mo Yuyan were dressed in bright red clothes, which were very conspicuous in the crowd.With wine glasses in their hands, they were toasted by the successive cultivators.But no matter it was Mo Yuyan or Fengzhi, they still didn't get half drunk after drinking for a month.

Now they are all the peaks of the Three Realms, and these drinks have no effect on them in the slightest.After knowing Feng Zhi's identity, Mo Yuyan didn't have the slightest fear, but was full of yearning for the big world of the universe.As long as he thinks of exploring a new world with Feng Zhi, Mo Yuyan feels a warm feeling in his heart.

After paying respects to several immortals, Feng Zhi realized that Mo Yuyan was behind him in a daze.Feng Zhi glared at Mo Yuyan.

Feng Zhi also knew that the banquet had been held for too long, so it was inevitable that he would get a little tired.But this cultivator never stopped, and Feng Zhi didn't know how to end this hot banquet.

Mo Yuyan didn't know what Feng Zhi meant, when he saw Feng Zhi looking back at him, and the red dress, Mo Yuyan couldn't help but laughed directly.

That smile was like a spring breeze, warming the whole face.

Feng Zhi was used to Mo Yuyan's cold face, and when he suddenly saw Mo Yuyan's smile, his heart beat faster and he blushed in embarrassment.

Dog food was scattered all over the ground, and the cultivators who were forcefully stuffed with dog food said nothing, but sighed that Feng Zhi and Mo Yuyan had a very good relationship.

Another cloud boat came in the distance, Feng Zhi sincerely hoped that there would be no more people coming.

But when he saw the cultivator coming down from the cloud boat, Feng Zhi couldn't believe it.It turned out to be Murong Xingwen, Yu Qing, Feng He and other familiar people.

"You are really mean, you don't talk about such a big thing as getting married." Murong Xingwen didn't care that Feng Zhi had become a fairy now, he hooked Feng Zhi's neck and shouted.

"I, I..." Feng Zhi looked at Mo Yuyan helplessly, wanting to ask Mo Yuyan what was going on.

He always thought that the people of Xuanjianmen no longer knew him, and he also thought that the cultivation world had no memory of him.That's why he held a banquet in Linzizhai and invited people from all over the world, as long as they could come, they could have a glass of wedding wine.

Mo Yuyan knew about Feng Zhi, and said through voice transmission: "I was wrong at the beginning, but now they have restored their original memories."

In other words, they are the friends who have known Feng Zhi for hundreds of years.

Until this moment, Feng Zhi felt that the feeling of having friends was different from the feeling of not having friends.Even though the memories of these friends might be deleted by Mo Yuyan at any time, but now they are blessed by someone they know well, and their hearts are extremely at ease.

"It's all because of Elder Murong's impromptu promotion that we missed Venerable Feng Xianzun's wedding." Feng He still had some resentment when talking about this matter.Murong Xingwen didn't get promoted early and didn't get promoted later, but he was promoted at the time when Feng Zhi was broadcasting the news of the banquet.

Murong Xingwen scratched his head in embarrassment, but did not refute Feng He's words.

Feng Zhi smiled, "Actually, there is no wedding, we just had a simple banquet."

Before leaving the Three Realms and going to higher galaxies, Feng Zhi wanted to go back to this starting point and miss the past.He took the signing ceremony hosted by the system at the top of the Three Realms as their wedding.

"How can we do without a wedding?" Murong Xingwen glanced at Mo Yuyan, then whispered to Feng Zhi: "Didn't you tell me when you were drunk before? You want to marry Mo Yuyan, just look at him when his red hijab is lifted She looks shy."

In a word, it really aroused the roundworm in Feng Zhi's stomach.

After Feng Zhi heard Murong Xingwen's words, he looked at Mo Yuyan suspiciously, suspecting that Mo Yuyan was playing a trick.But Mo Yuyan frowned at Feng Zhi and shook his head, signaling Feng Zhi to reject Murong Xingwen's proposal.With Mo Yuyan's cultivation base, it is too easy to listen to a few words that have not been transmitted into secrets.

This denial, on the contrary, aroused Feng Zhi's idea of ​​having a Chinese wedding.As a modern person, I have seen a lot of Chinese weddings and Western weddings, and Feng Zhi does not dislike the idea of ​​getting married twice.Especially since he really wanted to see Mo Yuyan with his red hijab lifted.

"You're right. I should give Mo Yuyan a title in front of everyone in the world." Feng Zhi smiled wretchedly, "I set out from Xuanjianmen and came to Linzizhai to marry Mo Yuyan to Xuanjianmen. worship."

The wedding must be more sensational than this kind of water banquet. Feng Zhi can fully guess that Lin Zizhai simply cannot accommodate so many tables, nor does he have so much manpower and material resources to help entertain the guests.

"What do you think?" Feng Zhi asked with a smile.

"Very good." Mo Yuyan replied.

"Then you wear a bridal gown and a red hijab?" Feng Zhi blinked, looking expectant and hooligan.

Mo Yuyan didn't say a word, but returned Fengzhi with a smile of unknown meaning.