The stars are bright and the days are auspicious.
The three lives are connected, and the pedicles are always open.
Today is a big wedding in the world.
This unique wedding is not only valued by the Dragon Clan, but also the gods and goddesses from Bai Yujing on the top of Mount Tai are watching, witnessing this rare wedding ceremony.
The Emperor of Heaven, the Queen of Heaven, and all the immortals all held an invitation from the Dragon Clan in their hands.
A white-clothed fairy sneered and waved the red and gold invitation card in his hand nonchalantly, "This dragon clan is really a barbarian and ignorant of ethics. How can there be such a grand ceremony in the world for a ghost marriage?"
All the immortals also laughed together, mocking the dragon clan for being ignorant.
"But Fuyao has good intentions, but is just a little confused. I heard that she built statues for these dragons in her Fuyao Temple and wants to share her faith with these dragons. She is really confused."
"These dragons value Fuyao so much because she is the first fool who is willing to give away the power of her faith."
"I heard that Fuyao also offered to help the Dragon Clan find the clan members who are still experiencing calamity in the mortal world and help them overcome the calamity."
"It's no wonder that the Dragon Clan is so proud this time. Where can they find such a fool to support them?"
"Why hasn't Fuyao Empress become a god yet?"
"Yes, she has been very popular in the mortal world these years. With her strength, she should have reached immortality long ago, but I don't know why it has been delayed until now."
"It's been nearly three hundred years since the human world ascended."
"After this wedding, she will become a member of the dragon clan. With the blessing of the dragon clan's luck, she will eventually become an immortal, right?"
"She is now the treasure of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. If she survives the disaster, the Dragon King will definitely help her."
All the immortals sighed, all the immortals discussed, everyone looked down upon the Dragon Clan, and everyone hated themselves for not being a Dragon Clan.
These discussions were far above Mount Tai. Of course, neither the Dragon Clan nor Wang Xiaoti could hear these words.
Bronze drums roared loudly in the sky, the wedding procession appeared, the wedding sedan came in the wind, the colorful balls on the top of the sedan were shining, the embroidery on the red silk was bright pink and gold, the wind blew gently, and there was no one in the misty gauze.
This grand wedding was personally welcomed by the nine dragon sons of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. Wang Xiaomo had already settled by the Dongting Lake a few months ago, just waiting for the wedding to begin.
The boy with a bun tied with red thread knocked on Wang Xiaomo's door and invited the newlyweds out.
From the moment she left the house, the wedding officially began.
The nine dragons were followed by extremely luxurious treasure cars and soft sedans, with golden crowns and cloud robes, looking at the door with a solemn expression.
With a creak, the maid in the room opened the closed door, and today's bride, Wang Xiaotai, walked out of it.
Different from ordinary brides, she didn't wear any red on her body. She just wore an extremely dull pearl white dress. She still had the long wooden chopsticks in her hair. She had black eyebrows and no look of joy on her face. Just as quiet as water.
The skirt has a faint pearl color, which makes Wang Xiaomo look like a snow-white pearl, forming a sharp contrast with the rich red decorations around her.
She is a little white among the red.
Like a drop of clear morning dew in the thick ink, it sticks to its pure heart and is not smudged by the colorful surroundings.
The nine dragons had already been trained by Ao Xin and did not show any overly surprise when Wang Xiaotai wore all white to attend her wedding.
After all, this was a ghost marriage. Wang Xiaotai was going to marry Ao Shun on the memorial tablet, so it didn't matter if she dressed plainly.
The humble human race was lucky enough to give her the opportunity to enter the dragon race.
After the boy invites the newlyweds, the next step should be for the newlyweds to celebrate the wedding, pay homage to the spiritual official, and ask the spiritual official to protect him.
The Dragon Clan also dispatched several highly respected old dragons to serve as spiritual officials, waiting by the Dongting Lake with Ao Shun's memorial tablet.
Wang Xiaomo raised her head and looked at the sparse blue sky, even the clouds were pale.
The gods and Buddhas were sitting in the clouds, and Wang Xiaotai knew that they were all looking at her and watching the excitement.
Thousands of sunshine tilted down over Dongting Lake, and the golden sunshine covered the earth.
Today is the wedding of the Dragon Clan. The sky is clear and sunny, which is a rare good weather.
At the end of the line of sight, there is a cluster of birds leaping from the forest, flying from one end of the sky to the other.
Facing the light, they turned into dragging silhouettes.
It's time to go.
Wang Xiaotai raised her feet, but did not get into the precious carriage and soft sedan brought for her by the nine dragons. She strode towards the outside of Dongting Lake.
"What does she mean?" A dragon was impatient. He frowned and wanted to stop Wang Xiaotai.
She was stopped by a dragon beside her, "Don't be embarrassed here. We are all here today. Even if she regrets it, it will be too late."
Wang Xiaotai opened her arms, waved her sleeves, and her pearl-white skirt swayed in the wind. She stretched out her hand to catch a cloud in the sky, and rode on the cloud, striding towards the world.
The ground beneath her feet shrunk to an inch, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were just a moment away at her feet.
She jumped between the statues of Fuyao Empress and Fuyao Temple. The breath of Fuyao Empress blew across the land of Jiuzhou and touched the hearts of all believers.
Countless people knelt on their knees in front of the statue of Fuyao Empress, not daring to look directly at the sky or into Fuyao Empress' eyes, and prayed silently with awe.
All men must die.
Mortals will take care of themselves.
"Stop! That is the statue of Empress Fuyao! I, Qin Zhenzhen, swear to God, you must dare..."
Wang Xiaotai stopped and looked down.
A little girl carrying a large guqin was arguing with a group of monks who were supposed to be in the same sect with her.
Qin Zhenzhen blushed and guarded the statue of Empress Fuyao in her arms. She gritted her teeth and shouted to her fellow disciples in front of her, "All mortals are bound to die. Empress Fuyao is on top. You people will definitely suffer retribution." !”
The people around him spat disdainfully and approached the shivering little girl excitedly. They said with a ferocious smile: "Fuyao Empress? Oh, even if the Emperor of Heaven descends to earth today, he won't be able to save you!"
Qin Zhenzhen practiced Taoism halfway and joined the sect. He was favored by the teachers and gave him a guqin that he had coveted for a long time.
He has been unhappy with her for a long time. It is rare that the elders of the same family are not here today. He must teach Qin Zhenzhen a lesson and let her know what it means to respect elders and younger ones!
Qin Zhenzhen made a secret, summoned the guqin behind her, slapped the guqin horizontally on her legs, plucked it with her five fingers, the music suddenly rose, and slashed several sound blades from the guqin towards the heads of those people.
But after all, she was still new to Taoism. Even though she could condense sound into a blade, how could she defeat so many people?
Several people raised their knives and struck in Qin Zhenzhen's direction.
Qin Zhenzhen bit her lip and swept the strings with her ten fingers. The sound of the piano was clanging, and the rhythm turned into water. The murderous and violent energy was like a torrential rain bursting through the embankment, and it condensed into a sound blade again and struck at those people.
Qin Zhenzhen lowered her head, trying hard to recall the techniques and techniques she had learned, and kept firing waves of sound blades at them.
Therefore, she did not see that those fellow disciples who wanted to bully her easily dodged the first sound blade, but for some reason, their feet slipped and they fell down.
It didn't matter that they just fell down, but they were still holding knives in their hands when they fell. For some reason, the swords in their hands scratched the legs of their companions, opening a large gash that was deep enough to show the bones, and the blood was flowing wildly. I can't stop squirting.
When the blood came out, it splashed high and caught the eyes of several other people.
Seeing their companions in such a mess, they originally wanted to laugh, but when they were hit by the hot blood, they were frightened and subconsciously swung the blades in their hands, unintentionally stabbing their companions in the chest.
There was a sudden panic in the place, and several people were hit in the vital points by Qin Zhenzhen's sound blade, and Bai Huahua's intestines dripped all over the floor.
When Qin Zhenzhen opened her eyes, the scene was bloody and no one survived.
Qin Zhenzhen's face was pale, and she stared blankly at the blurred flesh and blood on the ground, unable to wake up for a moment.
Until a burst of strange fragrance awakened Qin Zhenzhen's consciousness.
Something cold fell from the sky and stuck to Qin Zhenzhen's face. Was it raining?
She subconsciously looked up and saw gold foil falling slowly like snowflakes all over the sky.
When it fell on her, a warm feeling filled her body, and the hidden wounds caused by these people healed instantly. Even when she had just played the piano to fight back, her fingers that were bleeding from the strings were gently touched. Touch it.
All wounds disappeared.
Not only that, her guqin was already on the verge of damage, but in this gold foil snow, her guqin was restored to its original state.
Qin Zhenzhen touched her natal guqin, and several pieces of gold foil stuck to it as if she were born with it.
Qin Zhenzhen hugged her guqin, took out the statue of Fuyao Empress in her arms, placed it squarely on the ground, and began to kowtow and pray to her, crying and thanking Fuyao Empress for her gift.
At the other end of Jiuzhou, in the ice and snow, the same gold-leaf snow also fell on Huihui and her grandfather.
Although it was a very cold day, Huihui was wearing very thin clothes, her whole body was wet, her lips were trembling with cold, and there was sadness in her young brows.
Her eyes were red and swollen, and her tears were still wet. She had been crying for her grandfather who was seriously ill just now. She had no other relatives. She could only depend on her grandfather in this cold world, but her grandfather was seriously ill and they had no money for treatment.
If it snows heavily, grandpa will die soon.
With tears rolling down her face, she cursed the gods, heaven and earth, and all the people and gods who did not lend a helping hand to them.
However, no curse can cure the dying grandfather.
Grandpa also heard her crying and scolding. Grandpa shook his hands, touched Huihui's hair, and said that he was already a burden to her, and asked her to let go of herself and find a kind-hearted widow or a childless family to work with her. Let other people’s children go.
His skin is wrinkled, his cheeks are darkened, and his eyes are dull. Even if he is not sick, he will soon die of old age.
Huihui cried while hugging her grandfather and not letting go.
Just when the grandfather and grandson were desperately waiting for death, the sky full of gold foil snow fell on them.
Immediately after the miracle happened, Grandpa's face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye. Huihui blankly stretched out her hand to welcome the golden snow in the sky.
Beside them, a fallen statue of Fuyao Empress shone slightly with golden light.
When Wang Xiaotai traveled through Jiuzhou, he did many such things casually.
In order to thank Empress Fuyao for her care, believers constantly took out their most precious things and dedicated them to Empress Fuyao.
Wang Xiaotai lowered her eyes slightly and saw the gold and silver jewelry presented to her by the believers, the jasper agate, the softest silk and the most exquisite porcelain in the world.
She didn't take anything, just twisted the flowers given to her by the believers.
She tied these colorful flowers on her pearly white dress.
Countless flowers bloomed on her body one after another. The flowers were vying for beauty on her white dress, and all of them were charming and lovely.
The white dress is colorless, but with these flowers, she is like a flower goddess walking in the world.
She has traveled through Jiuzhou and has flowers from Jiuzhou on her body.
She carries the blessings and faith of the entire Jiuzhou.
She has no parents and no home.
She was married from the human world.
She will bring the whole world with her and marry into the Dragon Palace.
Qin Zhenzhen and Huihui customized by two readers appear in this chapter!
I’m so fat today, one update is worth two, I’ll take a day off tomorrow ~ Update the day after tomorrow ()
Thank you for the tip from my classmates from Stop and Go!
