The first ones who came were all monsters. After all, Hu Yijun is a tiger monster and Gao Xiu is a bear monster. People are divided into groups because of birds of a feather. Of course, they have a better relationship with monsters.
However, the land of Southern Border is not a world of monsters. There are all kinds of people, monsters, ghosts, and witches, and monsters appear from time to time.
Hu Yijun and Gao Xiu have a wide range of friends, and they don't just make friends with monsters.
So the characters that follow are very diverse.
"Nine Nether Abyss, Lord Duan Yuan has arrived!"
"Master of Yin Yang Palace, Master Hongchang has arrived!"
"President of Jinlong Temple, Zen Master Long Sheng is here!"
"Yusang Divine Cult, the leader of Yuandu has arrived!"
"Lord of the Misty Valley, Master Caodeng is here!"
These people are just ordinary friends, or they mainly have similar power, just like business friends, they support each other, but there is no deep friendship.
For example, they didn't know the details of Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan. They only saw that they were sitting in the front row despite their low cultivation level, which attracted a few curious looks.
"Duan Kai of the Nine Nether Abyss is an old ghost who has lived for thousands of years. The abyss is connected to the earth's veins, and there is no shortage of Nether Qi. He does not enter the Netherworld, but dominates and brings blessings in the world of the world."
"The Yin-Yang Dao Palace is a branch of the Taoist sect, and it can be regarded as a branch of the Dual Cultivation Sect. However, the cultivation theory is more radical than the general Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation. It cannot survive in the Central Plains. When it comes to preaching in southern Xinjiang, it has made a name for itself. Not counting Heretic.”
"Golden Dragon Temple, it is said that a great master from the Western Buddhist country fought with a golden dragon, fought all the way to southern Xinjiang, and finally subdued the golden dragon and established the Golden Dragon Temple. However, I think it is nonsense. If he really subdued the golden dragon, why not bring him back? Go to a Western Buddhist country to practice?"
"The Yusang Divine Sect and the Mysterious God Valley, one practices ancient witchcraft and has a long heritage, and the other practices spiritual mystical magic and uses eccentric swordsmanship. They are both very powerful."
"Lao Hu and Master Gao Shan are so generous, but none of the people they invited have any life-or-death grudges, at least they won't get into a fight at the banquet."
Every time a guest arrived, Qingyang Zhenren introduced Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan in a low voice, assuming the role of half host.
"Tsk, tsk." Du Sheng's eyes flashed, and he said with a pointed smile, "Even the monk who claims to subjugate dragons and tigers and save all sentient beings is here, and he can still sit with that fake monk Caodeng. It seems that things are not going to happen this time. Small."
Master Qingyang nodded, "It hasn't been long yet, so we must be on guard."
Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan looked at each other, then shook their heads, and did not answer what Qingyang Zhenren and Du Sheng said.
…
However, with the entry of these characters, Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan truly saw Hu Yijun's vast circle of friends, the intricacies of southern Xinjiang's forces, and at the same time realized Hu Yijun's amazing strength.
You must know that Southern Xinjiang is not an area with clear order like the Great Jing Dynasty. The forces in the Hundred Thousand Mountains are complicated, but there are no pure good guys and bad guys, and there is no fixed circle.
Although Hu Yijun is kind and reasonable to his subordinates, it only means that he has a sense of rules, but it does not mean that he is a good man.
He is a tiger!
You can't really think he's an orange cat!
When we met for the first time that day, he killed a bunch of people with his eyes. That was his true face.
And the guests present today cannot be purely distinguished between the so-called famous sects and the evil sects, but they are all powerful forces of one party.
Very powerful!
Not to mention anything else, every leader who entered the hall, including Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan, could not tell the difference.
Let’s just talk about the Mystic Valley that the two are most familiar with.
This was a sect whose disciples dared to go deep into the great scenery to cause trouble. One disciple almost destroyed Wuxiu Village that day.
As for Hu Zhou's wedding today, the owner of the Misty Valley actually came to celebrate in person.
It can be seen that even if Hu Yijun's strength is not as good as that of Master Caodeng, it will never be too far behind.
Well, no...
Just seeing that Master Cao Deng was placed on the second table, we knew that his strength might still be lower than that of Hu Yijun.
…
From the first time Qingyang arrived in Weishi, to the beginning of Youshi, the last guest arrived.
When the guests arrive, the wedding officially begins!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Choke! Choke! Choke!"
Drums rumble and gongs sound.
The suona, dongxiao, bamboo sheng, pipa, yueqin and zhongruan all sounded together.
Hu Yijun and Gao Xiu sat in the middle, while Wang Yuzhi and Wang Muran sat beside them.
All four of them were wearing auspicious clothes with a bright red background. Hu Yijun wore a yellow coat with a red belt, Wang Muran wore a brown robe with red sleeves, Wang Yuzhi wore a red satin skirt with gold threads, and even Gao Xiu took off his armor and put on a red one. Wearing a palace dress embroidered with red thread and moiré silk.
After the main seats are seated, it's time for the newcomers to enter.
Burn candles, burn incense, and play music.
The next moment, the figures of Hu Zhou and Gao Junyu appeared outside the gate.
Compared with the clothes of their parents' generation, the two of them were of course dressed in red.
Hu Zhou was wearing a bright red robe inlaid with gold, his hair was styled in a Crouching Tiger bun, and he was wearing a bright silver tiger crown. He stepped forward looking full of heroism.
Gao Junyu wears a Feiyu golden phoenix crown on her head, a gold-threaded red cloud pleated skirt, and a gold-threaded red cloud gauze collar. She has a smile on her lips, showing a rare touch of female charm.
"good!"
"congratulations!"
"A match made in heaven!"
"Looks very right!"
"Have a son soon!"
"The strength is good, Dingfeng Mountain has a daughter!"
Under the guidance, Hu Zhou and Gao Junyu walked all the way from the entrance of the hall and came to the four parents on the main seat.
Then an old gentleman came out from the side, unfolded a congratulatory message in his hand, tried his voice, and recited it aloud.
Parallel four figures and six figures, carved with algae and seals.
The old gentleman had no cultivation base, and his voice resounded throughout the hall. Someone had also cast a loudspeaker spell on him.
"..."
Lu Zheng can guarantee that even if this article was not written by Wang Muran himself, it must have been reviewed and processed by him.
Because he was the only one in the audience who was shaking his head, his face full of enjoyment.
As for the others, even Lu Zheng found it difficult to listen, let alone everyone in the palace.
Lu Zheng squinted his eyes and saw that all the big guys at the table also had dilated pupils and looked confused.
Fortunately, Wang Muran knew it well. This article was not long, only a thousand words in total, and he read it quickly.
"good!"
"good article!"
"well said!"
"It really matches today's wedding!"
After reading the article, the old man stepped back.
The next moment, the audience burst into applause, especially led by Master Qingyang and Du Sheng, who had just looked confused.
Well, Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan are naturally one of them.
"A good article, worthy of being an elder in the Confucian sect. This parallel prose is really written with great literary talent, and it is also sincere and touching. It is touching!" Lu Zheng sighed, stroking his palms.
Liu Qingyan: ←_←
The congratulations are over, and then the wedding steps continue.
Burning incense, praying, leading the ceremony, worshiping in the hall.
It was very similar to the wedding process that Lu Zheng attended at the Lushui River Palace on that day, and the structural steps were completely the same.
I don’t know whether it’s because Southern Xinjiang was deeply influenced by Da Jing, or because of Wang Muran.
Of course, compared to the wedding at Lushui River God Palace, although this wedding was more grand, it was inferior in details.
Although the Lushui River God is not as powerful as Dingfeng Mountain and Feixiong Mountain, he is the river god officially canonized by Dajing after all. His attention to rituals and details is more familiar to Wang Muran, a Confucian scholar who has never won the imperial examination and is not from an aristocratic family.
The process lasted for half an hour. After the wedding ceremony, Hu Zhou and Gao Junyu were sent to the bridal chamber.
The guests at the wedding banquet discovered that the waiters from Dingfeng Mountain appeared one by one, each holding a large wine jar and pouring wine for everyone.
The next moment, the aroma of wine filled the air.
Hu Yijun and the four of them raised their glasses together and invited the guests to say, "Thank you all my friends for your congratulations. Please drink this glass to the full!"
"please!"
