Marry Long Aotian

two months later.

January [-]st.

The red sun breaks dawn, and a long bell rings in the entire Beishan Mountain, making the snow-covered cliff mountain group recover from the morning and dusk, and knocking out the gorgeous aurora all over the sky.

In an instant, countless red lanterns were lit up, stretching across the entire area, a little bit of red light lit up under the valley, the tall trees were shaking in the snow, and the snow and rain fell in waves, stirring up a faint white mist.

"Boom-"

The bell rang again, and the whole Xu family was in motion. The maids in crimson ancient clothes with curly trains and upturned buns walked quickly through the promenade, like a red stream. The promenade, plank road, and a group headed straight to the top of Cangshan Mountain in the west, and picked up Mo Chao, who was still staring in a daze in his sleep.

"What's the matter? Are you going to get married?"

Mo Chao had a nightmare of being framed and married to a rooster all night, so he didn't react when he was gently lifted by these beautiful ladies and let them move.

His clothes didn't need to be taken off anymore, Mo Yang only wore a set of underwear to sleep, this was the inner lining of his wedding dress, they straightened it up a bit.A maid half-squatted and lightly lifted the tray, while the others fiddled with Mo Yang's body, and dressed him layer by layer in this dark red, complicated, wrap-around dress. Yarn, red like flowing fire, entwined with a touch of gold.

This wedding dress was left over by the Yan family. Those golden threads were stained with the blood of the god emperor, and a hundred ghosts can't invade the body, like the emperor's protection of his lover.

Now it is naturally Yan Lingyun's blood.

Putting on this wedding dress, Mo Chao suddenly showed a dazzling beauty, as if all the colors were aroused by the red dress, it was shockingly beautiful.The maid gently wiped his face and hands with a hot towel. His face was rosy, and every breath seemed to be exhaling hot breath. He would rub his face against the hot towel. It was soft and warm. Clinging to his body, being close and tender with him, pressing into a deeper warmth.

It's a pity that from this day on, no one has such a qualification except his Taoist companion Yan Lingyun.

Mo Yang sat in front of the dressing table while the maid combed his hair.

The day before yesterday, he tried and tried, and finally decided to tie his hair behind his head with a red string and tie a bow.

Simple but best for him.

Mo Yang leaned on the seat, drowsy, the morning light shone on his face, he saw the snow-capped mountains outside, and goshawks circling, he was silent and dazed.

He hadn't seen Yan Lingyun for two months. After that family banquet, Mo Yang was taken to a new room. The elder told him that according to the etiquette of the Zhou Dynasty, they had to start preparing for the wedding ceremony, and they couldn't do it for the time being. Meet.

What to do to prepare, the first is to learn the old Zhou Ciwen, and prepare to report to the sky on the day of marriage.

The second is to take a bath, but instead of taking a bath in the room, it is to go to Xu's secret place, to bathe in the Bloodline Holy Spirit Pool.

This is also one of the processes. The Bloodline Holy Spirit Pool is a sacred object left over from the old dynasty. It is divided into two poles of yin and yang. On the cloudy side, breathe and practice in it to improve the blood.When bathing, the maid should also exchange heart and blood, and sprinkle it in the pool, so that the breath can be fully soaked.

The gatekeeper was a skinny old man from the late stage of Mahayana Dzogchen. Once he walked out of the abyss of the Bloodline Holy Spirit Pool, he would immediately be recruited to Ascension Thunder Tribulation. Every time Mo Yang came out, the old man would give him a faint glance.

With him around, Mo Yang didn't dare to sneak to Yan Lingyun's side while taking a bath, and stayed obediently in his cave.

He doesn't have Yan's blood, and the blood pool doesn't have that much effect on him. On the contrary, Yan Lingyun has already broken through the late stage of transformation with the blood pool.

The only thing is that after soaking for so many days, Yan Lingyun's imprint has been completely imprinted on the depths of Mo Yang's body, and his body has also been nourished to the extreme, his blood is full, and his state has reached its peak.

In addition, every day in Wubao, Mo Yang either meditated and practiced sword, or played backgammon with 996 in a daze.

He also called the master's name disrespectfully in private, and told him that he was going to get married.

Because Wu Yu once told him that the power of immortals is boundless, and he would notice if someone in Wuzhou called him by his name, but after so many days, Mo Yang never got a response.

The ray of distraction in his mind never paid attention to him.

Mo Yang felt lost in his heart, thinking about when he would break through to transform into a god, he would go back and have a look.

……

The red sun gradually rose, and after getting dressed, Mo Yang got into the luan chariot and was sent to the sacrificial tower on the top of Poyun Mountain in the south.

The black tower has a total of 81 floors. He knelt and sat on the highest floor, with no one else around him, only an ancient altar and 81 pieces of Xuanqing books.

Mo Chao wanted to recite the cipher texts on the 81 pieces of Xuanqing Books and then burn them one by one. These cipher texts can directly communicate with the Dao of Heaven. Unfortunately, no one in Yanbei can use it freely because it is too old.Sentences have no grammar, only meaning, and they are dead, so Mo Yang can't make a single mistake.

For example, if the original intention is to call Dad to Tiandao, and he conveys it wrongly and becomes "I am your dad", then there will be a big problem...

81 pieces, every time one piece was burned, Mo Yang felt that his body was injected with a warm current, as if being overlooked, mysterious and mysterious, but something gently restrained him.

At a certain moment, he suddenly felt Yan Lingyun's position.

Mo Yang was taken aback, but it was indeed the direction where Yan Lingyun was, he was in the south and he was in the north.

Amazing.

In addition, the goodwill between him and Yan Lingyun is almost reaching the point of summoning a beast, which is undoubtedly good news in this vast continent that may be scattered at any time.

While thinking wildly, Mo Yang quietly burned the Xuan Qing book.

Accompanied by the sound of the bell, the sun tilts, and before you know it, the outside world changes from the morning sun to the sunset.

At this time, Mo Yang's 81 tablets were all recited and burned, leaving none left.

It's time to go to the wedding ceremony.

The extreme west of Beishan is the highest point of the entire cliff group. From the top of the mountain to the north, one can almost overlook the Yaoyu plateau towering high in the distant sky.

The yellow grass in the Gobi, the long wind reverberates, and the whistling sound is like the mourning of the earth, majestic and powerful.

Mount Jixi slopes towards the sky above the abyss, the top of the mountain is only an inch wide, and the things for couples have already been arranged. The rest of the elders and disciples are far away from the cliff and the abyss, looking at them from the Gobi side, and the red sun is setting from their side , so that their shadows were indistinct and indistinct.

Like ancient trees, ghosts, or soaring grass, lively but cold.

Yan Lingyun had already stood on the top of the mountain, with his sword hanging from his waist, his wedding dress was blown apart by the strong wind, his eyes were as piercing as the golden sun rising from the sun, and he stretched out his hand upwards.

Mo Yang jumped off the Luan car, and Yu Kong landed on the top of the mountain, lightly and silently, he put his hand in his.

Yan Lingyun looked at him for a long time, and helped him straighten the messy hair on the side of his face.

"Don't worry."

He said his name.

From then on, on the edge of life and death, in the vast ocean, at the end of time, only the two of them support each other and never give up.

Mo Yang also intertwined his fingers tightly, and said seriously: "I will treat you well."

The best in the world.

In the turbulent wind, the two walked to the sacrificial table, each held a piece of incense, bowed slightly and worshiped three times, then broke off half of it with their thumbs, reburned the broken incense, and inserted it into the incense burner.

This means that the past is cut off, and the rest of the life will be with you.

Then there is a toast, first to the sky, then to the earth, and finally to the cup and drink.

If it is other Taoist couples who form a couple, then they exchange their hearts, swear an oath, and get through the storage ring, which is considered a ceremony.But they have already done these two things, and what they want to do is different from others.

There are two blood books on the table, on which are the cipher texts they wrote in advance, to the effect: Please witness by the way of heaven, today they are here to form a contract and make an oath.From now on, we will live and die together, never leave and never give up, love forever.

From falling in love to getting married, it's only been three years since they met again. Looking at these vows, Mo Yang felt a little confused and in a daze, but when he burned the blood book of God's Coupon, he felt that everything was settled.

He could feel that Yan Lingyun really wanted to marry him, really wanted to be a couple with him.

He loves him very much, although he doesn't say it out loud, but Mo Yang has been hugged by him, leading him to move forward.

From the lower realm to the upper realm, from Dongzhou to Yanbei.

Yan Lingyun hugged him, and Mo Yang was held in his arms, and he stretched out his arms to hug his waist, panting lightly——

The sky was already covered with thunderclouds, and a ray of light from the setting sun pierced through the gray clouds, accompanied by thunderbolts from Zidian!

They became a couple and wanted to overcome the thunder disaster.

"Don't be afraid." Yan Lingyun remained motionless, Baopu sword suddenly unsheathed, forming a golden sword circle, blocking the first blow!

The vast golden color rises like a red sun, gushing out of the turbulent wind vortex with a majestic roar. His blood has been purified several times and has completely returned to his ancestors.

The mountain and sea giant kun jumped up, and it was his sword intent that embodied the purple lightning and thunder!

"What a terrifying sword intent." Ye Qiushui exclaimed in a low voice on the other side of the mountain.

The eyes of the ancestors of the Xu family were also full of surprises, and they couldn't be more satisfied when they stroked their long beards.

The thunder tribulation lasted for less than half an hour. When it receded, the sky was full of clouds, and the afterglow of the sun like yellow sand enveloped the entire Beizhou. It was light and hazy like fog but not fog.Flowing fire descended from heaven, and countless fireballs rolled towards the end of the barren north, like a world of fireworks.

The reeds and wormwood swayed, and the small animals hid in the grass, watching the fire vigilantly, and chewed the grass leaves with three petals.

The entire wild north demon clan saw this wonder of heaven.

The demon pupils are either green or gold, purple or red, and there is a look of prudence in the eyes.The exiled sinner fell to his knees and worshiped the sky, his body covered with scars.

……

Mo Yang gradually stopped sending spiritual power to Yan Lingyun, and looked up at him in his arms.

Yan Lingyun caressed his side face.

He said: "The gift is done."

"Ah."

After the ceremony was completed, there was a banquet. The entire Xu family was shrouded in gorgeous lights, extremely extravagant. Mo Yang couldn't drink too much wine. After toasting the head of the family and several elders, he went back to the wedding room in advance, in a daze Wearing a wedding dress, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Their wedding room is also Wubao, on the top of the Gobi Mountain, it is even more luxurious, Mo Yang is curled up in the bright red quilt with the purple and blue starlight on his pillow.

Finally, when the moon was in mid-heaven, Yan Lingyun returned.

Mo Yang was not awakened by the sound of the door opening, but when the young man gently held his ankle, he opened his eyes mistyly.

Under the candlelight, his eyes reflected a hazy light, magnificent and ignorant.

Yan Lingyun stroked his side face, leaned on the bed, and looked at him for a long time.

"Are you drunk?" Mo Yang asked in a low voice.

"En." Yan Lingyun pecked and kissed his neck.The ancestor of the Xu family went to the Millennium Spirit Brewing, he did not restrain himself, and it was rare for him to indulge.

Mo Yang slowly hugged his neck, panting lightly.

A young man wearing a crown is already a mature man, and the sign of maturity is having a wife.

The red wedding dress was so beautiful, and Mo Yang on the bed was the one he could court openly.

Yan Lingyun hugged Mo Yang flat on the bed, scattered the jade crown casually, and took off the black boots.His still strong arm under the sleeve robe pulled away the bed curtain, and in the final silhouette, he covered Mo Yang like a lion.