After securing the script of the villain Taoist

Sect head Zhao moved very quickly. Almost all the sects that can be called in the Canglan Realm have sent people to arrive today. The reception area in Xuantian Sect has already been fully arranged. There have never been so many people in the sect. It was very lively, but Yaoguang Peak remained the same as before.

Fei Le subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief after stepping into the Yaoguang Peak formation, and followed Sang Yuan to look around curiously.

Sang Yuan felt that he was really strange today, but he couldn't find any reason to ask, so he didn't ask at all afterwards.

"I didn't expect it to be pretty good here." Apart from the countless red silks shining brightly in the sun, Fei Le curled his lips and said, "There is a magic circle of four seasons here, which is more suitable for your living environment."

"En." Sang Yuan responded casually. Although he was the party involved in the ceremony, he had almost slept through the entire preparation process, and he was probably the most idle person in the ceremony.

"Oh Ga." There was a loud crane cry, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings.

Sang Yuan, your wedding dress is here!

The crane's neck was tied with bright red silk flowers by someone, and the way it twisted and twisted was very festive and funny.

"Pfft." Fei Le was amused by the crane's appearance, and his shoulders shook, "Haha, you look so stupid."

"Haha!"

Who is laughing at this crane!

The crane has always regarded itself very highly, and felt that it stood out from the crowd of cranes in the sect and was the only one in the crowd. It simply couldn't stand others' denial of its appearance.

What's more, the most beautiful crane is also recognized by Sang Yuan.

The crane expressed its dissatisfaction, and as a result of its dissatisfaction, it swooped forward, stretching its neck and trying to peck the person who uttered wild words.

Feile obviously saw what it meant, and stood there with his arms folded, neither dodging nor dodging: "Come on, I'll burn your feathers with a fire, I haven't eaten a crane yet, tsk tsk , the grilled crane must be delicious."

As birds, the phoenix is ​​born to be loved by the heavens and the earth, soaring between the heavens and the earth, most other birds can only bow their heads in front of it.

Sure enough, the crane's feathers blew up, as if it had seen the scene of its own hair being burned, and when it felt the suppressed breath of the blood, it subconsciously stopped and sat on the ground.

Sang Yuan looked at the spirit flower that was pressed to the ground by it, and felt distressed for a while, so she quickly pulled it up and injected a wish to save her life.

"Okay, stop making trouble." Sang Yuan looked at one person and one crane with a headache, "Fei Le, don't bully it, I will come when I go, don't hurt the flowers and plants here."

He knew that Feile's personality was sometimes a little bit bad, but it wouldn't be too much. The crane's spiritual intelligence has only just opened, and now it's like a child, but the basic possibility of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is still there.

Fei Le shook his hand at him indifferently, and said with a smile: "Go ahead, can I still bully a fat crane?"

"Gah!"

Where is Ben He getting fat?This is a majestic figure, isn't it?

"Really?" Fei Le spread out his hands, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and said with a smile, "Maybe I have never seen a crane so...bigger than you."

"Uncle Sang, please come here." A disciple from Tianquan Peak was ordered to come, accompanied by Murong Jiao from Yaofeng Peak, her tone was polite and respectful, "This wedding dress has finally come out, please try it try."

"Okay." Sang Yuan nodded to her from afar, and warned Fei Le again, "Don't fool around."

Fei Le shrugged: "Understood."

Just when he turned his back to him and caught a glimpse of the crane out of the corner of his eye, an idea came to his mind.

Tomorrow is the ceremony for the bond formation between Sang Yuan and Qi Ning'an. Qi Ning'an has the entire Xuantian Sect as his backing. When he thinks about it, he always feels that Sang Yuan is missing something.

By the way, I'm missing a bit of ostentation from my mother's family!After all, Yaoguang Peak is his future residence. Even though he knows that he is the one above, Feile always feels that this is similar to getting married.

Hmph, he needs to make a big show for Sang Yuan.

It's a pity that the people he knows here are limited, and Changqing doesn't want to go back to look for them for the time being. When he thinks of the scene that night, his teeth itch with anger. Enter the fat crane.

"As a crane, you should know many other cranes here, as well as some other beautiful birds, right?" Fei Le touched his chin, but in the eyes of the crane, he was extremely malicious.

"What do you want to do?" Xianhe took two steps back, his tone trembling, "I tell you, my master is the Lord of Swords, if you hit me, be careful that he stabs you with a sword."

Fei Le was not threatened at all, but took out a red-gold phoenix feather casually, and sighed: "If someone is willing to do good things for me, I will give this phoenix feather to him."

"Tsk, you are all white and bald, do you lack some color?"

Under the sun, this phoenix feather was shining brightly, and the crane looked at it with drooling.

Sometimes, lures are far more effective than threats.

Immortal Crane straightened his chest, and said with great confidence: "Let me tell you, there is no better bird than this Crane, He Yuan!"

It looked at the phoenix feather helplessly, and blurted out: "As long as there is nothing you can't do, you can tell Benhe!"

Fei Le chuckled lightly, with an indescribably youthful look on his unruly demeanor, he was stunned by the crane.

It thought, if Sang Yuan is the most beautiful person, then this phoenix is ​​the most beautiful bird.

For a moment, the crane wanted to change form.

Sang Yuan didn't know what one person and one crane talked about after he left. He was currently in the side hall of Yaoguang Peak, and there were eight wedding dresses on the long shelf in front of him.

He suddenly remembered the scene in the Vast Sea Secret Realm, when Qi Ning'an's body was also for him to choose.Time has passed, and I didn't expect that the scene in the illusion space has completely become a reality.

Xifu is unfolded on the rack, and the effect of the garments made of high-quality fabrics is naturally not bad.Sang Yuan walked around in front of the wedding clothes, and finally chose a dark silver auspicious cloud model with big flowers under the hem that are not obvious.

Murong Jiao's eyes flashed, obviously thinking of the reason why he chose this model.Although these eight wedding dresses are all top-notch products, the styles are still somewhat different.

However, she took a look at that unparalleled and unparalleled face, and lamented that no matter what kind of clothes the upper body is, it can only be used as a suspense.

As for the size, it was written by Jian Jun himself, and it fits the handsome and elegant person in front of him very well.

"Just this one." Sang Yuan didn't hesitate any longer, with a polite and gentle smile, "Thank you very much."

Murong Jiao looked into his peach blossom eyes, and knew from her father that when Sword Lord ascended, this one would not follow him.In fact, many people are also puzzled, and some even think that he is afraid of the crisis in the fairy world and refuses to fly away with Sword Lord.

At first, she didn't think so.

But seeing the clarity between his brows and eyes today, Murong Xian's thought disappeared strangely.

"No, you're welcome." Murong Jiao didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and asked someone to take away the other seven wedding dresses. Even if these were not chosen by him, they would be placed in Yaoguang Peak's warehouse and would never be seen again. Get on someone else.

Sang Yuan nodded and smiled, he could see that Murong Xian had doubts in his heart, and maybe other people also had doubts, but there were many things that couldn't be announced, and there was no need to tell others.

This ceremony of making a bond is already the biggest promise he can make to Qi Ning'an so far.After the ceremony, Fei Le will return to the God Realm. After Qi Ning'an ascends, it is estimated that the God Realm will let Fei Le take him back.

As for the others, he can't be sure too much now.

After Sang Yuan refused to ask someone to serve tomorrow's dress, Murong Jiao specially asked before leaving: "Tomorrow is the time when you will start from Yaoguang Peak, you just need to put on your wedding clothes and wait, then there will be a flying chariot coming meet."

She pointed to Tang Liang, a disciple of Tianquan Peak who was following, and said, "He is familiar with the entire process of the ceremony, and will remind you next to him. Others will come tomorrow morning so as not to disturb your rest."

Sang Yuan nodded, and couldn't help asking, "What about Sword Lord?"

Murong Xian smiled kindly: "It is a tradition in the Canglan Realm that you and Sword Lord cannot meet until the ceremony is completed."

"Okay." Sang Yuan knew that he could send a message to Qi Ning'an, but for some reason, the feeling of shyness came before or after the ceremony, and it was accompanied by an indescribable sense of tension.

When he went out, the crane didn't know where to go, only Fei Le was left muttering in the pavilion by the lake.

Time passed little by little, and the night fell quickly. During this period, someone sent a sandalwood box, which contained the Feitian Ling re-refined by Qi Ningan.

Sang Yuan frowned slightly, knowing that this was the meaning of the other party wanting him to change it tomorrow, he stroked the silver flying feather and smiled, obviously he would not refuse.

......

Inside Tianquan Peak, the head Zhao looked at Qi Ning'an who was standing in front of him and sighed, and couldn't help sighing: "Junior brother, you have really grown up."

The corner of Qi Ning'an's mouth twitched: "Brother, you are joking."

"No." Master Zhao shook his head, patted him on the shoulder, and confirmed, "The life of a mortal is only a hundred years, compared to the long years of a monk, but they live every day in a real way. Isn't anger, sorrow and joy much richer than those of us monks who have lived for hundreds of years?"

"In the past, I was always worried that you would become more cold-hearted and cold-hearted because of the saying that the way of heaven despises you. Many times, I would think that when you first came here when you were a child, you would be afraid, laugh, and cry. But since the master sat down, you have become After the Sword Lord of Xuantianzong, the expression on his face became less and less, and sometimes I was afraid of the icy aura on your body."

Qi Ning'an opened his mouth: "Brother..."

"Senior brother understands, you don't need to say more, it's not your fault at all." Master Zhao's eyes fell in the distance, and his voice was faint, "Although I am the master, my talent is limited, and my power is controlled by the elders. If you hadn't sat firmly on the Sword Lord position and become a strong backing of the Canglan Realm by yourself, the original elders would have forced me to replace me as the leader."

"Who is used to standing on the top of a snow-capped mountain with no one to accompany you?" Head Zhao said with tears in his eyes, "I won't talk about the previous things. After all, everything is fine. You have company." The man, wait for us to gain a foothold in the fairy world, and come back to pick him up!"

The main hall of the main peak was wide and empty, and Zhao Heng's voice echoed inside.He has slowly handed over the affairs of the sect to Lu Yuanzhou, the eldest disciple who just came back from training not long ago, and decided to go to the fairyland with Qi Ning'an.

He knows very well that his cultivation is not high, and maybe changing to a brand new place can regain the fighting spirit he had when he stepped into the realm of cultivation.

The two avoided talking about the reason why Sang Yuan didn't go to the fairy world. The head of Zhao knew that Sang Yuan was strangely lacking in attack power, but felt that such a plan was just right.With the formation formed by the younger brother and the others, the Canglan Realm will be completely hidden for a hundred years, no immortals will be able to enter, and people here will naturally not be able to get out.

Head Zhao seemed to have endless words to say today, knowing that the twilight was approaching, he gradually stopped talking: "Okay, junior brother, you go to rest, you will be able to see your Taoist companion tomorrow!"

Seeing that he finally finished speaking, Qi Ning'an secretly heaved a sigh of relief, thinking of Sang Yuan, the expression on his face became softer.

Brother is right, he will be able to see Sang Yuan tomorrow.

Tomorrow, he and Sang Yuan will be able to become true Taoist couples under the witness of everyone.He had never thought about all this before, but when the day really came, he was full of excitement and joy.

With tears in Zhao's eyes, Qi Ning'an walked out of Tianquan Peak.

"Sword Lord, congratulations in advance!"

"Jian Jun and Sang Yuan are a perfect match!"

"Such a happy event should be enjoyed with us!"

......

Along the way, Qi Ning'an heard too many congratulations. The frost and snow between his brows and eyes melted under these sincere blessings, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull up. Only his own calmness and restraint made his joy not obvious.

He cannot return to Yaoguang Peak today in accordance with the ceremony of the Canglan Realm's bond formation that his senior brother ordered him to follow.

He was not in a hurry, and walked slowly towards the sword platform behind Yaoguang Peak. It was a place for practicing swords specially prepared by his master when he was young, and he hadn't been there for many years.

But today, it should be a good place to hold your breath.

The sword platform is not too big, and there are still marks of his immature sword on the surrounding sword practice stones.Under the moonlight, he stood alone in the middle of the sword platform, even loneliness contained joy.

Qi Ning'an didn't sleep, nor did he meditate. After hundreds of years, he stepped onto the sword platform when he was a child again, facing the evening wind, and directly welcomed the dawn with his sword dance.

At the same time, Sang Yuan in Yaoguang Peak forced himself to fall asleep after finding a room for Feile to rest. He seemed to hear a chirping sound in a daze, and the sound disappeared quickly.He tossed and turned on the bed. Although he was lying on the bed, his eyes looked at the wedding clothes on the Lingtan shelf opposite him from time to time, his mind kept thinking, and finally he woke up completely when the dawn came.

The formerly calm Yaoguang Peak suddenly became lively. Tang Liang was waiting outside the door early in the morning. His eyes flicked over all kinds of exotic flowers and plants in front of the hall. Then he knocked on the door and called out in a low voice: "Uncle Sang , we should get ready."

The other disciples stood respectfully in two rows at the entrance of the main hall. The ornately decorated flying chariot landed on the grass in front of the main hall. Extraordinary breath.

Feile and Xianhe stood on the porch without making a sound, just waiting with excited eyes.

"Squeak." The door was pushed open from the inside, and the others subconsciously looked at this side, revealing Sang Yuan's figure in happy clothes.

Tang Liang and the others stopped suddenly, and everyone's eyes stopped on him.

She was dressed in red and had black hair. Under her clear eyebrows was a pair of exquisite peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be filled with the purest light.Large dark silver auspicious clouds are spread over the hem of the clothes, and it seems to be riding on the clouds when walking.

When he looked at the crowd, the colors in the sky and the earth were not as bright as this bright red.But this blush was completely reduced to a foil on him.

"Gah... oh..."

The crane tilted its head, its eyes were dull.

Until the figure of the person in front of them flashed, they only had time to see the silver headband trembling in the tail of the black hair, and then the tassels in front of the flying chariot shook slightly, completely blocking the figure of the person inside.

"Let's go." The voice from the flying chariot was particularly sweet, waking everyone up from their daze.

It was Sishi at this time, Tang Liang hurried forward to activate the flying chariot, and everyone else was standing on both sides of the flying chariot, wearing jade-red robes and wide sleeves in the style of the sect, which was especially suitable for the occasion.

After the flying chariot shook slightly, Sang Yuan couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly.

The entire Xuantianzong was dressed in red silk everywhere. In the main hall of Tianquan Peak, everyone congratulated Qi Ning'an again. Chou, there is only a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows that are about to fly into the temples, with a little bit of inborn chill, which makes people dare not get too close.

But soon, everyone discovered that this bit of chill had subconsciously dissipated.

Amidst the hustle and bustle of the main hall, a sound transmission in Qi Ning'an's mind was very clear.

With a slight trembling and imperceptible excitement in his voice, he heard Sang Yuan tell him: "Qi Ning'an, I'm here."

Qi Ning'an thought, if his senior brother knew, he would definitely say that this did not conform to the rules of the Grand Ceremony.

He doesn't know if it's in line with the rules.

But he likes it.