At this moment, the faces of those in Fuxi Xiantong turned the color of pig liver, and they felt as sick as if they had eaten flies.
For a long time, they were the ones who despised Chiyou Xiantong.
Now, people from Chiyou Xiantong stepped on them and made them uncomfortable.
"Why, weren't you very funny before, but now you don't speak?" Chi Yu said sarcastically.
"In front of Brother Chi Lie, what do you mean?" Chi Long's red lips curled up in a cold arc, and she was in a very good mood.
It can be said that this group of geniuses from the Chiyou Immortal Tradition feel as if they have become serfs and sing, and they are extremely happy.
The group of Fuxi Xiantong people left in despair.
"Hmph, wait until the ancient emperor comes out, you will be able to see it." Some people even cursed.
Jun Xiaoyao left the top of the mountain.
For him, the grass-character sword technique alone made his trip worthwhile.
"Brother Chi Lie!"
Chi Long and others stepped forward, their eyes filled with admiration.
The reason why they can feel proud is because of the figure in front of them.
Looking at Chi Long with hidden affection in his eyes, Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent under his mask.
How would they feel if they knew that Chi Lie had died in his own hands a long time ago?
Jun Xiaoyao ignored them and prepared to go to the banquet.
Seeing that Jun Xiaoyao ignored him, Chi Yu and others didn't take it seriously. They were all immersed in joy at the moment.
Chi Long's beautiful eyes showed a hint of gloom.
Although Chi Lie was aloof before, he would still say a few words to her.
Are you unwilling to even say anything now?
"Brother Chi Lie, why didn't I realize that you have such understanding and strength before?"
Cang Li put his hands behind his hands and smiled slightly.
There was a hint of scrutiny hidden in his eyes.
"Yes, yes, Chi Lie, what opportunity did you get and how did you make such great progress?" Wei Qianqian kept asking like a curious baby.
Jun Xiaoyao also ignored it and dodged directly, walking towards the front.
"This..." Wei Qianqian's face was stunned.
This Chi Lie doesn't even give them face?
"Is he floating?" Wei Qianqian turned her eyes and muttered with a pout.
Cang Li frowned slightly.
Two ancient characters vaguely appeared in his eyes.
On the left eye is a miniature "ming" character.
The right eye is a miniature word "luck".
The Cangjie Immortal Tradition was inherited from a mysterious ancient emperor.
That ancient emperor was famous for his introduction to Taoism through writing and its evolution, and his name was Cangjie.
Even to this day, in the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain, there is still a legend about Cangjie's creation of characters.
This immortal lineage has the special ability to imbue magical power into words.
At this moment, the word "destiny" appeared in Cang Li's eyes.
I want to deduce the trajectory of Chi Lie's life and find out what opportunities he got.
But the next moment, Cang Li's figure suddenly shook, and he couldn't help but let out a low groan of pain.
He hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands, and traces of blood seeped out from between his fingers.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Qianqian, a guard on the side, asked in surprise.
"No, how is this possible? Then Chi Lie..."
Cang Li's hands were covered with blood, and his eyes were stinging so much that he almost went blind.
He couldn't hide his shock, and there was a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, which caused him great backlash.
This is just a rough calculation. If he takes it seriously, Cang Li can't imagine what kind of huge backlash he will suffer.
It might be life-threatening!
"Cang Li, what's going on with you?" Wei Qianqian was extremely puzzled.
"It's so terrifying. What kind of incredible opportunity did Chi Lie get?" Cang Li's heart was beating violently and he couldn't calm down.
Jun Xiaoyao ignored all the voices from the outside world.
He moved on.
In the void ahead, there is a spiritual mountain floating in the sky.
On top of Lingshan Mountain, there are magnificent palaces, which are as tall as the heavenly palaces.
There was an extremely huge square in the center, where a banquet was held, with all kinds of delicacies on jade plates, fairy wine and fine wines, served by the maids.
That's where the wedding banquet was held.
Most seats are now occupied.
Among them are some descendants of immortal forces, disciples of ancient aristocratic families, descendants of supreme clans, sons of the transcendent Holy Land, etc.
These characters, who are rarely seen in ordinary times, are all gathered together at this moment.
And the only one who can have this kind of face is the son of the ancient emperor of Fuxi Immortal Tong.
Chi Long, Chi Yu and others caught up and followed Jun Xiaoyao silently.
In front, two beautiful maids stepped forward and said with great respect: "Master Chi Lie, please come this way."
This attitude surprised Chi Long, Chi Yu and others.
In the past, Fuxi Xiantong would not treat them so politely.
Jun Xiaoyao nodded lightly.
The maid led them to the most noble and luxurious seats in front.
Everyone around them is an immortal heir, a descendant of an ancient clan.
Wei Qianqian and Cang Li also came.
Wei Qianqian glanced at Jun Xiaoyao, and hummed: "Isn't it just that I have understood the grass-character sword technique? What's the air? I...also...well, I don't seem to be able to understand it."
Cang Li's expression was extremely fearful, and he didn't even dare to explore Jun Xiaoyao's aura.
In the distance, a man in green clothes arrived again.
His arrival also attracted attention from all sides.
"People from Shen Nong Xiantong are here too," Wei Qianqian said.
"Wei Qianqian, Cang Li, and Chi Lie, it seems that only the four of us are here for this wedding banquet." The man in green said with a faint smile.
His name is Yao Qing, and he is a descendant of the Shennong Immortal Tradition.
This lineage of immortals is proficient in alchemy and medicine refining.
Yao Qing is the leader of the younger generation and is known as the underworld doctor.
Because he can not only make elixirs, but also make poisons.
"I wonder if Sister Lingyuan will come." Wei Qianqian muttered.
"Ling Yuan..." Hearing this name, Yao Qing couldn't help but feel a touch of surprise in his eyes.
This was a woman he would never forget.
After regaining consciousness, Yao Qing turned to Chi Lie and said with a faint smile: "I didn't expect that among us heirs of the Immortal Tradition, the one who hides the deepest secrets is actually you."
Facing Yao Qing's words, Jun Xiaoyao had no intention of paying attention.
Now he just wants to wait for the wedding banquet to start and see what kind of person the son of the ancient emperor, one of the Seven Rebellious Emperors, is.
Seeing that Jun Xiaoyao didn't respond, Yao Qing's face froze slightly, and then he sat down in his seat.
Next, a voice suddenly shouted: "Huang Wa's Immortal Tong has arrived!"
Many eyes in the audience gathered in an instant.
But what disappointed them was that the person who came was not Lingyuan, but her maid, Ruying.
Her face is as white as cherry blossoms and melon seeds, and her black hair is tied into a double bun.
She said calmly and generously: "The emperor's daughter has something to do and cannot come. I specially asked Ruying to come to congratulate you."
Hearing this, Cang Li and Yao Qing both had a flash of surprise in their eyes.
It seems that Lingyuan still doesn't have the reputation to betray Gu Dizi.
Didn't even come to the wedding banquet.
The ancient emperor knew that he might not be in a good mood.
Then, Ruying came to the VIP seat.
Although she is a maid, she is the maid of the emperor's daughter Ling Yuan, so she is naturally qualified to sit down.
"Ruying, I heard that you met the legendary divine son of the Jun family at the 70th pass of the ancient road. What does he look like, what is his personality, and how powerful is he?"
Wei Qianqian was originally a talkative person.
In addition, she was also very curious about Jun Xiaoyao and asked a lot of questions directly.
After Ruying heard this, she remained silent, seeming to be thinking about what to say.
Cang Li, Yao Qing and others are all waiting.
They also want to know what kind of powerful and terrifying peerless person this person is, who is so invincible that he even wants the ancient emperor's son and other seven supreme geniuses to join forces to deal with him?
Jun Xiaoyao, who transformed into Chi Lie, calmly picked up a cup of tea and sipped it carefully.
After thinking for a moment, Ruying sighed, and she couldn't help but have a little sparkle in her eyes.
"The world is roaring. Who else can I give up? Young Master Mo Shang, he is unparalleled in the world!"
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