The next day.
The red sun is high.
Today is the happy day for Wan Moyun of the Xuanqing Dao Sect to marry Su Waner of the Wan Dao Immortal Palace.
The Xuanqing Taoist Sect is definitely the entire human world, with a high position and a transcendent existence.
On such a happy day, thirty-one god-level forces came.
Except for the Penglai Shenzong envoy who did not arrive, almost all the god-level forces were present.
And there are countless immortal-level forces and heaven-level forces below the god-level forces. They have traveled hundreds of millions of miles to come from all corners of the four domains.
These small forces spared no expense and brought countless gifts, just to be able to send gifts to Xuanqing Daomen on such a happy day, just to be able to curry favor with Xuanqing Daomen.
Even if it is just to let the Xuanqing Dao Sect know that there are forces like them in the world, it is worth every penny.
The spirit boats of the immortal-level and heaven-level forces who came to congratulate were arranged one by one around Xuanqing Mountain, hundreds of miles away, and the edge could not be seen.
Low-level forces such as earth-level and mortal-level forces are not even qualified to come to congratulate them, and are not allowed to enter the Xuanqing Dao Sect at all.
Even so, the number of messengers from immortal-level and heaven-level forces is too large.
As a result, Xuanqing Dao Sect can only set rules.
Every hundred immortal-level forces can only send one representative to deliver congratulatory gifts.
Every thousand heaven-level forces can only send one representative to congratulate.
Otherwise, the Xuanqing Taoist Sect would probably have to spend ten and a half days just to receive the envoys and collect the gifts.
present.
The top of Xuanqing Mountain.
On the top of the mountain, there are thirty-three thrones that represent the symbol of power.
Sitting on the two thrones in the middle were the Master of Xuanqing Sect and Yuwen Huangji respectively.
Then, lined up from the left and right, there were thirty leaders of god-level forces sitting upright.
These leaders, all wearing bright red robes, were beaming with joy.
With their heads bowed on the left and right, there are numerous pavilions built in a grand manner. Sitting in these pavilions are the top saints and elders of the Xuanqing Taoist Sect.
Among them, the thirteen supreme saints are naturally represented, and behind these thirteen saints are the gate-keeper saints and ordinary saints.
Forces below the god level are not even qualified to appear in this lofty position on the top of the mountain.
From the platform on the top of the mountain, all the way down, a long staircase was built.
The entire staircase is covered with red carpet and sprinkled with flower petals. The stairs extend from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.
This staircase was specially prepared for the envoys of various forces and was used to present congratulatory gifts to the Jin Dynasty.
At this moment, the entire staircase was already lined with representatives of immortal-level and heaven-level messengers.
Their eyes were filled with longing and their faces were filled with anticipation.
They had been impatient for a long time and wanted to use their carefully prepared gifts to show their faces on such a grand occasion and impress the Xuanqing Sect Master.
On the throne on the top of the mountain.
The leader of Xuanqing Sect was chatting and laughing with Emperor Yuwen in a low voice with a smile on his face.
"Huangji, there is no need to be discouraged if your palace failed to reach the top sixteen this time."
"When the wedding is over, I, the Xuanqing Taoist Sect, can distribute 300 places in the Great Secret Realm to your palace."
Huangji!
From this simple two-word title, it can be seen that although the Xuanqing sect leader and Yuwen Huangji are both god-level leaders, they can be said to be on the same level.
But whether it was the arrogant attitude or the calm tone of the Xuanqing Sect Master, he seemed to be talking to a junior.
If it were normal times, the glass-hearted Yuwen Huangji would have turned against him just by being called "Huangji".
But at this moment, Yuwen Huangji had a completely flattering expression. He lowered his body slightly, tilted his head, and put his ear towards the Xuanqing Sect Master, as if listening to the teachings.
When he heard that Wandao Immortal Palace would be given 300 places in the secret realm, Yuwen Huangji suddenly smiled and said, "Here, Sect Master, how is this appropriate?"
Xuanqing Sect Master smiled lightly: "A rising star like yours from Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace needs support."
"In the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, it's time to go to the Great Secret Realm to gain more knowledge. You can't just be the frog in the well all the time."
A transaction, said to be so high-sounding.
Yu Wenhuang rubbed his hands excitedly and smiled apologetically.
At this time, the master of the Beimo Temple on the side smiled and said: "I am not very talented in the Beimo Temple. I got sixth place in the Holy Son Ceremony and obtained 75,000 places in the Great Secret Realm."
"Since Master Xuanqing is sincere in supporting the younger generation, I, the Northern Desert Temple, must also respond. In this way, I, the Northern Desert Temple, are willing to grant Wandao Immortal Palace one hundred secret realm slots."
Emperor Yuwen was overjoyed when he heard this and hurriedly clasped his fists in thanks.
On the throne on the other side was the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect. The leader of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect stroked his beard and smiled: "I, the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect, are also willing to give me one hundred places in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace and the Great Secret Realm."
On the other side, the leader of Taiqing Sect said: "I, Taiqing Dao Sect, are also willing to give fifty places."
"I Qingtian Sword Palace..."
"My Lingxu Dan Sect..."
With the Xuanqing Dao Sect as the leader, all the god-level forces that had obtained the top sixteen places all expressed their intention to provide the Great Secret Realm places to Wandao Immortal Palace.
Emperor Yuwen smiled widely.
He enjoyed this feeling of being admired by all the stars very much!
He knew very well that all god-level leaders were not giving him Yuwen Huangji face, but giving face to Xuanqing Sect Master.
But he still enjoyed it!
There is a gap called "vanity" that is being quickly filled in Yuwen Huangji's heart.
Emperor Yuwen looked around, looking at the countless gift envoys on the stairs leading to the foot of the mountain.
This scene made him feel very high-spirited, as if all the power in the world was in my hands!
"Senior brother." Xuanqing Sect Master lowered his gaze to the first pavilion on his right.
In the pavilion, the Supreme Sage bowed and stood up, cupped his fists and said, "Master."
The Master of Xuanqing Sect, and the Thirteen Supreme Saints, are both closed disciples of Xuanqing Daojun, and they can be said to be brothers.
No matter in private or in public, the head of Xuanqing Sect is willing to address him as "senior brother" rather than "great sage".
This title alone shows how transcendent the Supreme Sage is in the Xuanqing Taoist Sect.
The Xuanqing Sect Master smiled slightly: "Senior Brother, count the time, it should be almost time."
The Supreme Saint clasped his fists and nodded, then straightened his back, faced the crowd, and said with dignity without anger: "This Supreme Saint announces that the auspicious time has arrived."
"We invite a new couple to come in!"
The words just fell.
Rows of female disciples of the Xuanqing Taoist sect, who looked like immortals, walked through the sky with their feet on the void.
In an instant, a rain of petals fell from the sky.
The eastern sky is filled with rays of light!
Under the leadership of hundreds of gate-keeper saints, a dragon carriage slowly drove towards them.
On top of the dragon chariot, sitting on a golden sword, was a man with a silly face and a big red robe.
The boy's eyes were extremely far apart, and he had a small, garlicky nose that was so flat that his two dark nostrils turned upwards, and his nose hairs were thick and wet.
The boy was grinning like a fool, with sticky drool running down his face, and threads of drool appeared between the corners of his mouth and the front of his chest.
At the same time, the western sky lit up with colorful lights!
Under the leadership of hundreds of female gate-keeper saints, a phoenix chariot slowly floated over.
A dignified, beautiful woman with a perfect figure, wearing a red hijab, sitting on the phoenix chariot, also came to the scene.
The newlyweds landed separately and came to the front of Xuanqing Sect Master and Yuwen Huangji.
The two of them turned their backs to the crowd, faced the two leaders, and bowed together.
"Wan Moyun, I have met Master Xuanqing and Palace Master Yuwen."
"Su Wan'er, meet the Master of the Xuanqing Sect and the Master of the Yuwen Palace."
The two leaders were smiling from ear to ear.
The leader of Xuanqing Sect looked at Wan Moyun in particular. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her. The more he looked at her, the more he loved her from the bottom of his heart.
"Wan'er, why don't you wipe your husband's saliva quickly? Don't leave me alone."
Su Waner's delicate body trembled slightly, she took out a red handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped the sticky saliva from the corners of Wan Moyun's mouth.
The mucus instantly overflowed into the handkerchief, flowing down Su Wan'er's wrist and into her elbow.
Wan Moyun smiled naively and pointed between Su Waner's legs: "Uncle, I want to lick her pussy."
"Suck..."
As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!
The leaders and envoys of the immortal-level and heaven-level sects were all dumbfounded.
After hearing this, Su Waner's delicate body stiffened!
Yuwen Huangji's expression was slightly embarrassed.
The head of Xuanqing Sect smiled fondly: "Yun'er, don't talk nonsense!"
"From today on, Su Waner will be your wife. You must treat her with respect and equality."
"Don't treat her like other untouchable women, understandably."
At this time, the Supreme Elder said: "The auspicious time has come!"
"Next, for the wedding banquet, the gift part!"
"Guests from all walks of life are invited to come and offer congratulatory gifts!"
In an instant, the envoys from all immortal-level and heaven-level sects rubbed their hands excitedly and couldn't wait.
But they know the rules and know that it's not their turn yet.
Thus, the thirty god-level forces began to present their gifts.
According to the ranking of the Holy Son Ceremony, the fifth Nanhai Zundian was the first to present the gift.
Ten saints from the Nanhai Zundian climbed up the steps and came to the platform on the top of the mountain.
"Nanhai Zundian, in order to congratulate Wan Moyun and Su Waner on their marriage, I hereby send you this."
"Low-grade Asian Immortal Sword, ten handles!"
"Three sets of low-grade sub-immortal level treasure armor and three sets of treasure clothes."
"Three thousand boxes of seventh-level elixir, five hundred boxes of eighth-level elixir, ten boxes of ninth-level elixir..."
"One hundred million pieces of top-grade spiritual stones, 10 billion pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones..."
Yu Wenhuangji listened to this astonishing figure, and his heart was already filled with enthusiasm.
Just one god-level power sent such an amazing gift!
Then if all the forces are added up, wouldn't it be...
However, the Xuanqing Sect Master listened to this and just smiled and nodded: "Nanhai Zundian, thank you for your trouble."
Several times, the master of the Nanhai Palace stood up in person, clasped his fists and smiled: "My master, in my own name, I will give two middle-grade Asia-immortal swords to the two newcomers to help them have a bright future and grow old together."
Master Xuanqing stroked his beard and smiled: "Master Nanhai, you're welcome."
Yuwen Huangji also hurriedly apologized: "Master of Nanhai Palace, it's a waste of money."
Then, the Northern Desert Temple, ranked sixth in the Holy Son Ceremony, came to offer congratulatory gifts.
Then, the seventh-placed Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect, the eighth-placed Qingtian Sword Palace...
When all the god-level forces have finished giving gifts, it is the turn of the fairy-level forces.
The envoys of the immortal-level forces arranged in an orderly manner, climbed up the steps, and came respectfully to the platform on the top of the mountain.
After getting the nod of approval from the Supreme Sage, he was busy singing and drinking his own gift list.
Wan Moyun didn't react at all when he heard the astonishing number of gifts.
He completely ignored these gifts that would make outsiders crazy.
A pair of small eyes with sinister eyebrows, never left Su Waner's "money" from beginning to end, wanting to burrow into them.
Su Wan'er, covered with a red hijab, felt like sitting on pins and needles, with rays on her back and a lump in her throat, and her days were like years.
She was trembling slightly, and two lines of clear tears flowed silently.
distance.
Su Waner's best friend Dong Qingzhu had a sad face.
She looked into the distance silently, feeling miserable in her heart: "Luo Fu, Luo Fu, do you know that Su Waner is about to become someone else's woman?"
"Is Wan'er really just wishful thinking towards you? Don't you care about her at all?"
"Luo Fu, if you are a man, why don't you even dare to show your face!"
"You won't even give her the last ride."
The procession of presenting congratulatory gifts lasted from early morning to evening.
The sunset dyed the western sky red, making the sky red like fire!
It seems that even the sky is congratulating the newlyweds.
After all the forces and representatives have finished presenting their gifts.
The Supreme Great Sage stood up and said loudly: "Below..."
suddenly!
In the western sky, there was a thunder that resounded through the sky!
Immediately afterwards, a high-pitched, loud voice, like a sharp sword cutting through the red clouds, pierced the top of Xuanqing Mountain!
"Master Canglan, Luo Fu, come and offer a gift!"
