The head was forced to marry by the emperor again

Feng Changge was woken up by a loud noise.

"Master, where are you, Master?"

"Master, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is about to begin. If you don't come out, Tiangong will blame you!"

"Master, please come out quickly, for the sake of the inheritance of the Kunlun Sect!"

Feng Changge stretched out two fingers, rubbed his temples a little irritably, rolled over and fell to the ground, and instantly made the three disciples who were shouting nearby tremble with fright.

He stretched lazily, and said impatiently, "What's the noise? Didn't it start at noon?"

A disciple said tremblingly, "Go back to the head, now...it's already noon."

Feng Changge glanced up, and there was a big sun in the sky hanging there arrogantly, unscrupulously showing his sense of existence.

He gave a soft "tsk", counted with his fingers, and raised his eyebrows, "There is still a cup of tea, don't worry."

Three disciples: "..."

You are always so "excellent" as always.

Fortunately, I had prepared beforehand, and the dress and the like had already been put into the storage ring. Feng Changge immediately waved his long sleeves, and a red light flashed across his body. The golden thread embroidery, a hundred birds facing the phoenix, is very gorgeous, and against his already handsome face, it is as rich as jade.

With a flick of his sleeves, he glanced at the three people around him, and said calmly: "You all go slowly, the deity will take a step first."

As the words fell, the red glow on his body flickered, and the light disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The Kunlun Sect's Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony is held once every ten years. The purpose is to report to the Heavenly Palace the situation in the human world. It is like a hundred years ago in the troubled times of evil spirits. The Kunlun Sect's sense of heaven and man had to be sacrificed to re-communicate with the Heavenly Palace. Everyone in the Kunlun Sect paid a huge price for this. Feng Changge also fell asleep for ten years before waking up. A brutal battle.

He came to the altar unhurriedly in time for a cup of tea. Not surprisingly, everything was ready here.

Everyone from the top to bottom of the Kunlun Sect gathered near the altar. On the [-]-square-meter round platform, a huge round mirror stood in the center. Under the round mirror was a table covered with yellow cloth. The incense and candle offerings were placed neatly, which is enough to show how careful the people who prepared them were.

Not far away stood a man in white clothes, with cold eyes, thin lips tightly pursed, his expression looked a little cold and arrogant, holding a fiery red long sword in his hand, engraved with a picture of auspicious clouds and phoenixes on the body of the sword, and the red marks on the sword body Mottled, that is the scars left by frequent battles, looking at it, there is a simple and heavy sense of vicissitudes.

Feng Changge came out of the light, and smiled slightly when he saw him, "It's hard work for Junior Brother Qinghong again."

The corner of Qinghong's mouth twitched, his expression was not very good-looking, and he tossed his hand, and the long sword was thrown out by him, followed by a cold voice: "When will senior brother fulfill his duty as the head of the sect and prepare for this ceremony by himself? , Junior Brother is grateful!"

Feng Changge took the sword, and waved his hand indifferently, "Sooner or later, the position of head will be yours. If you don't practice it in advance, how can I trust you with this position?"

Qinghong choked for a moment, and said speechlessly: "It's time for the ceremony, brother, let's start."

After he finished speaking, he jumped off the altar, stood in his place in front of the crowd, and looked up at the sacrifice on the altar.

Feng Changge did not live up to their expectations. Although he didn't care much about offering sacrifices to heaven, it was a custom passed down from generation to generation in the Kunlun clan, and he didn't need to deliberately violate it. In the crowd, the corners of their lips twitched, the long sword was thrown, and there was a sound of "choking", accompanied by a clear and cold glow, and the fiery red long sword was unsheathed instantly. He held the hilt in his hand and pointed the sword at the sky. Loudly said:

"Feng Changge, the No. 18 head of the Kunlun Sect, worships the heavens with his natal artifact, the Fengming Sword, to enlighten the Heavenly Palace and descend to the mortal world.

He hit the blade with one hand, and a red light flashed across the Xueliang sword body. With a wave of his hand, the red light burst into the sky and fell into the huge round mirror suspended in mid-air.

Red lights flashed like ripples on the surface of the round mirror. The red lights became brighter and brighter, as bright red as blood. After the extreme brilliance, they suddenly disappeared, and a huge palace surrounded by auspicious clouds gradually emerged on the mirror.

It is Tiangong.

Feng Changge breathed a sigh of relief, the task of communicating with the Heavenly Palace was considered completed, according to the rules every time, the next thing should be left to Qinghong to complete.

He was about to turn around and step off the stage, but saw the scene on the mirror flickering and changing, and he quickly moved towards the gate of the palace, passed the hall in a blink of an eye, and came to the most prominent and noble position above the Nine Layers of Alchemy.

There was a frequent gasp from the audience, and everyone opened their eyes wide, staring at the figure appearing on the mirror, dumbfounded.

It was a man dressed in black. He sat quietly in the most honorable position in the Heavenly Palace. There were five-clawed golden dragons embroidered on the complicated and gorgeous black robe, and he had an admirable noble aura when he looked at it. Twelve jade-run round beads hang down from the thick crown on his head, covering most of his appearance, but just from the tightened chin curve, one can feel the majesty unique to the emperor.

That is the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of the Heavenly Palace, the supreme existence in charge of life and death in the three realms.

When they realized this, the people of Kunlun Sect were startled in an instant, and their will almost fell to their knees immediately. It's the emperor's reason for mortals not to kneel when they see it, but most of the cultivators are more relaxed, so they are not so frightened that they bow three times and kowtow nine times.

From the corner of Feng Changge's eyes, he caught sight of the movements of the audience, and suddenly felt a sudden pain in his temples, especially when he saw Qinghong posing respectfully to the people in the mirror with his eyes downcast and his hands. It's that the whole person is not well.

I am a dignified member of the Kunlun Sect, but I have no concentration. When I see this little bastard, I will kneel down. If it is not for his identity, it is inconvenient to reveal...

Forget it, thinking of this made me sad, he shook his head, and cupped his hands pretendingly, "I have seen the Emperor of Heaven."

The Emperor of Heaven gave a faint "hmm", with no emotion in his voice, just like the eyes that couldn't see clearly behind the crown.

There was another suffocating silence.

Feng Changge was a little frustrated. The Emperor of Heaven didn't move and didn't know what to say. The entire Kunlun Sect didn't dare to move. The atmosphere was so tense that they had to breathe softly.

After a while, the person in the mirror finally spoke, his voice was still flat, without any emotion, "The Emperor has something to inform you, I hope you Kunlun Sect will make preparations early."

Feng Changge sighed inwardly, and said respectfully on his face: "Please speak clearly to the Emperor of Heaven."

"This Emperor wants to marry the Queen of Heaven," said the Heavenly Emperor calmly, "This Queen of Heaven is the current head of your Kunlun Sect."

Feng Changge: "..."

Emperor of Heaven: "Feng Changge."

Feng Changge: "..."

Emperor of Heaven: "Let's go get ready. Three days later, the emperor's wedding party will arrive at the Kunlun Sect."

Feng Changge: "..."

The author has something to say: Emperor of Heaven: I want to marry the current head of your Kunlun Sect.

Feng Changge: Qinghong, come here.

Qinghong: Brother, what is your order?

Feng Changge: Don't you want to be the head?

Qinghong: I really want to.

Feng Changge: Let me pass on the headship to you now.

Qinghong: ...Suddenly I don't think about it anymore.

Feng Changge: Oh, the head seal is about to fall to the ground~

Qinghong: (accept~)

Feng Changge: You say no, but your body is so honest.

Qinghong: ...

Emperor of Heaven: ...