The ancients had four great blessings, and the wedding night was one of them.
Li Daoxuan walked towards the inner room surrounded by everyone.
Suddenly, he stopped and a smile appeared on his lips. What are they trying to play?
I saw Xiaoqing and Xiaobai standing in front, smiling and wishing Li Daoxuan a blessing, saying: "Master, the bride is not that easy to see."
Xiaoqing seemed a little excited, as if she could finally resist the superior master.
There was a trace of apology in Bai Suzhen's eyes, and she said softly: "Master, from now on, the goddess will be our mistress. According to custom, you need to pass three levels before you can see the mistress."
Li Daoxuan laughed loudly and said: "You two, tell me, how to break through?"
Bai Suzhen said with a smile: "Master, even if we join forces, we sisters can't beat one of your fingers, so this level is not a competition of cultivation, but a treat for you to drink."
"What wine?"
Xiaoqing held out a glass of wine. The cup was extremely small, only about three inches high, which was just enough for one sip.
"Sir, this wine is called Peach Blossom. It was made by my sister and I picking peach blossoms from Yangshan. Please drink this wine."
After a pause, she added: "Master, you cannot use magic to dissolve the power of alcohol, otherwise you will lose this level."
Many people don’t understand why, thinking that it’s just a small glass of wine, which is too easy.
But an expert who has cultivated to the Yangshen Realm can see the secret.
Li Daoxuan knew it all after just one glance. He laughed loudly, then picked up the wine glass and said, "You two, still want to play tricks on me?"
He opened his mouth and took a sip, and a steady stream of wine poured out of the small wine glass and entered Li Daoxuan's stomach.
Between cups and cups, the ocean can be filled.
Without using magic power to resolve it, even a Taoist cultivator might not be able to resist drinking so much wine in one go, which was brewed by two snake monsters picking peach blossoms.
But Li Daoxuan is not only profound in Taoism, but also has a physical body with a fourth level of Xuan Gong, so he is naturally not afraid.
He drank freely, like a giant whale sucking water, and quickly drank all the bottomless wine. The peach blossom wine entered his stomach, but there was no trace of alcohol, and his eyes were still clear and bright.
"It's huge!"
"How proud!"
"I'm afraid that after today, Li Shenxian will become a wine master, haha..."
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Li Daoxuan smiled and said, "How?"
Bai Suzhen pulled Xiaoqing out of the way and said with a smile: "Congratulations, master, for passing this level."
Li Dao
"Master, be careful, the second level is Changle~"
Li Daoxuan turned slightly sideways, narrowly avoiding the whip, and said with a smile: "Disciple, do you want to compete with my master?"
It wasn't him who attacked Chang Le. Although Chang Le was extremely talented and had many adventures, he was now in the middle stage of Yang Shen, and with the help of Divine Whip and Five Elements Escape, he was already a rare master in the world.
But compared with him, the gap is even longer than the path Xuanzang traveled.
Changle smiled sweetly and said: "How can my disciple defeat the master? However, the rule of this level is that the master has to break my whip within three breaths. Hehe, it's already two breaths away."
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said with a smile: "What a little fox."
He stopped dodging and walked straight forward. The whip actually penetrated his body and struck in the air, making crisp sounds.
Within a breath, Li Daoxuan had arrived in front of her and reached out to knock her on the head.
Chang Le was in pain, covered his head and said: "Master, you are bullying others again."
As for that, he even used the magical power of moving stars and changing battles.
Li Daoxuan glanced at her with a half-smile, this girl is very thoughtful, I guess Xiaoqing Xiaobai's peach blossom wine was her idea.
If I was really drunk, I might not be able to react and break the whip within three breaths.
Of course, if that were the case, Changle would automatically let go, but by then, his master would be laughed at by her.
"Master, you have to be careful, this third level is not that simple."
Changle smiled and stepped back, as if he was ready to watch the show.
Li Daoxuan didn't care, he wanted to see what other evil ideas this girl had.
Immediately afterwards, a heroic figure came with a sword, looking at Li Daoxuan with bright and clear eyes, and the sword energy rose into the sky, making the drunken people suddenly startled, like a light on their backs.
Taiwei Sword Immortal!
"Senior brother, let's have another sword showdown."
Li Daoxuan stared at the outstanding figure holding the sword. She was still as free and heroic as ever, like a heroine wielding a sword in the world, very chic.
Everyone's expressions changed, but they knew that Taiwei Sword Immortal almost made a marriage contract with Li Daoxuan, and now he was guarding the door with a sword, so no accidents would happen.
Li Daoxuan smiled casually and said: "Okay."
He stretched out his hand and made a move, and the White Dragon Sword flew out from the box. It was as white as jade. The sword's light was bright, exuding a bit of coldness, and the sword sounded long and sharp.
Taiwei pulled out the glass dragon sword inch by inch. The whole body was like jade, with a faint sword light flowing. The sword's intention was restrained, gentle and agile.
The two drew their swords at the same time, and with a sword cry, the sword blades rubbed against each other and produced brilliant sparks, illuminating each other's eyes.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, rippling in all directions, scattering the sea of clouds in the sky, and leaving a trail of fine sword marks on the surrounding walls.
The student on the road waved his hand to block the sword energy, his expression changed, and he said: "What are you doing, are they really kidding?"
This isn't a sword show, it's a life show.
clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!
The sound of swords soared into the sky, and the sword moves of the two men were as fast as the fleeting light. The cold stars were setting in the west. The sword moves were completely natural, and they were as easy as flying in the sky, but they also implied the wisdom of swordsmanship, which was indescribable.
The sword cultivators in the Wanshou Palace watched in ecstasy, as if they were enjoying a gluttonous feast.
However, as time went by, the pair of sentient swords, Bailong and Lilong, gradually lost all their edge and became intertwined with each other, like dragons and phoenixes singing in harmony.
In a daze, Li Daoxuan seemed to have returned to the years when he was swordfighting with his junior sister at Longhu Mountain twenty years ago. At that time, he was as carefree as a newborn calf, and he dared to go to Chang'an alone, except for Moruo. .
How joyful!
Gradually, he and his junior sister regained that pure feeling, without any distracting thoughts, using the sound of the sword as their language and the sword's edge as their eyes, competing and discussing with each other.
After an unknown amount of time, the sword in Taiwei's hand was bounced away by Li Daoxuan, and the white dragon sword was pointed at her neck from a distance.
This sword competition, which seemed to last for more than twenty years, finally ended with Li Daoxuan winning.
"Brother, you win."
The two sheathed their swords at the same time. Taiwei smiled sweetly and continued: "But I will not give up. I will definitely win against you once in this life."
Li Daoxuan also smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Taiwei raised the glass dragon sword in her hand and said: "Brother, I will achieve the true realm of sword immortal. When the time comes, don't be afraid of losing."
Li Daoxuan laughed and raised the White Dragon Sword.
The two swords collided in the air, and in the sonorous sound of the swords, it seemed that some kind of oath had been made.
"I hope you will become a true swordsman, a swordsman even stronger than Lu Zu."
Taiwei sheathed her sword and moved out of the way.
"Brother, go quickly, don't keep the bride waiting."
…
Enter the room.
A beautiful figure sat quietly under the red candle, waiting for no one knows how long.
When she heard Li Daoxuan's footsteps approaching, her body seemed a little nervous, but she relaxed again as Li Daoxuan's voice sounded.
"Sister Yu, I'm here."
He slowly lifted up the red hijab with Yu Ruyi. Under the candlelight, the beautiful face looked even more charming and radiant.
Especially those eyes that were as sharp as water, barely keeping their coldness, but unable to hide the affection deep in them.
"Mr. Lang."
A whisper, like a trickle of water, penetrated into Li Daoxuan's heart.
Perhaps because of the strong stamina of the wine called Peach Blossom, or perhaps because of the sword fight just now, Li Daoxuan suddenly felt a little drunk.
This time, he didn't call Sister Yu again.
"Madam, it's getting late, let's rest."
He picked up Sister Yu by the waist, and because he used too much force, he even threw away the embroidered shoes decorated with phoenixes and rolled to the ground.
The delicate fragrance hit her, and her delicate body was as soft as a bone, as light as a feather.
Li Daoxuan put her on the bed and helped her take off her plain white socks. What came into view was a pair of slender and graceful feet like snow lotus, white and small, with delicate skin.
He couldn't help but think of the description of Nie Xiaoqian in "A Chinese Ghost Story", with her skin reflecting the flowing clouds and her feet curling up like bamboo shoots.
Sister Yu is indeed worthy of these eight words.
"Lang Jun, my lotus body has matured, but... I don't know what to do."
Chen Ziyu looked at him, her eyes as clear as a deer's, and she tilted her head slightly and said, "Lang Jun, master said that to get rid of the lotus essence, you must first take off your clothes, but she didn't tell me what to do next..."
Li Daoxuan suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. You don't understand anything about feelings, but before that you always said that you would sacrifice your lotus body.
Fortunately, he learned the Taoist dual cultivation method in advance.
"Mr. Lang, can you... put on some clothes?"
Chen Ziyu whispered: "I'm a little... not used to it."
When Li Daoxuan was injured before, she could resolutely take off her clothes and offer the lotus body, but now that the matchmaker is getting married, and the wedding room is decorated with flowers and candles, she can't wipe away the shame, and her hand on the ribbon is still moving.
"Of course not."
"Oh well……"
Chen Ziyu took a deep breath, then pulled away her ribbon, hanging down her scarf, and the red skirt slid down her suet-like skin, revealing patches of skin that were warmer and brighter than the moonlight.
Li Daoxuan's breathing stagnated.
"Ma'am, let's go to bed."
Li Daoxuan blew out the red candles and lowered the gauze curtain to cover the spring light, no longer living up to the beauty of this beautiful time.
From then on, I had no intention of loving the good night and let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon.
…
Thank you for the 100-dollar reward from Du Banxian, who is resigned to his fate and the iron-spoken divination expert!
(End of chapter)
