Li Qingfeng arrived at the front gate of the Li family in high spirits, riding on a large horse with red flowers around him.
Li Qingfeng was not bad looking. He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a tall figure. He wore a red robe, which made his temperament even more extraordinary. However, his vulture eyes ruined his overall beauty.
As soon as he arrived at the front gate of the Li family, Li Qingfeng jumped off his horse and came to a palanquin behind him.
"Wife, get off the palanquin. We're here."
The curtain of the palanquin opened and a woman in a red robe walked out.
When Li Qingfeng saw the woman, his eyes shone with excitement.
Bright Moon was the number one beauty in Lin City. Many young talents dreamed of Bright Moon day and night. If he had not begged the Li family's ancestor to put pressure on the Ming family, he would not have been able to marry Bright Moon.
"Let's go."
Putting away his thoughts, Li Qingfeng and Bright Moon walked toward the front gate of the Li family holding a piece of red silk.
As soon as they entered the front gate of the Li family, they heard the sound of festive music.
When the martial artists sitting at the banquet heard the music, they hurriedly got up and went outside to watch the wedding ceremony of Li Qingfeng and Bright Moon.
At this time, in the main hall of the Li family, the Patriarch of the Ming family, Ming Changhe, and the Patriarch of the Li family, Li Zongren, were already seated high up. Beside them sat two noblewomen. When they saw Li Qingfeng and Bright Moon walk in, the two noblewomen had different expressions.
The noblewoman beside Ming Changhe looked at Bright Moon, her eyes reddening. "Daughter, I'm sorry."
Ming Changhe's expression was also very ugly, but he still forced a smile as he watched Li Qingfeng and Bright Moon go through the wedding ceremony.
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Just as the Li family was filled with joy and excitement.
Outside Forest City, a troop slowly arrived.
In the middle of the procession, there was an extremely luxurious carriage. On both sides of the carriage, there were two sword-wielding martial artists guarding it. Behind the carriage, there were about fifty people. Each of these people had an extraordinary aura, and their temples were bulging. It was obvious that they were martial artists.
None of these people made a sound. They all followed the carriage in front with cold expressions.
There were three people in front of the carriage, two men and one woman. The two men were middle-aged, and the remaining woman was wearing a veil, so her face could not be seen clearly.
One of the two middle-aged men had a sword-shaped mark between his eyebrows and a cold expression.
The other man was a monk. Wherever this group passed, everyone involuntarily made way for them as they looked at them with reverence.
In the carriage, Shen Qing took a bunch of grapes and fed them to Shenlang.
"Young Master, Lin City is just ahead."
Shen Qing lifted the curtain of the car window, took a look and said softly.
Shenlang was lying on Shen Qing's body with his eyes closed, enjoying himself. Hearing Shen Qing's words, he smiled and said, "Oh! We're here so soon. "
"Yes, Young Master."
Shen Qing poured a cup of wine and brought it to Shenlang's mouth.
"Haha, good, Qing 'er, I like you more and more."
Shenlang drank the wine in his cup and said with a big laugh.
Shen Qing's eyes suddenly lit up. "Is that so, Young Master?"
"Jianghu dreams, love between men and women, wine never ends, the knife never stops."
What did it mean to lie on a beauty's knee while drunk? What did it mean to control the world when awake? Although Shenlang had not truly controlled the world, he was already one of the noblest people in the world.
Shenlang, who was enjoying himself with his eyes closed, could not help but sing a song.
The song "Wine never ends, the knife never stops" drifted through the carriage and into the sky.
Even the people in the faraway Forest City heard it loud and clear.
"The Dao that can be said is not the Dao, the name that can be named is not the name."
As Shenlang's voice fell, a voice came from the distance that echoed Shenlang's voice.
A figure slowly walked over from the distance. This person wore a Daoist robe, carried a longsword on his back, and carried a flagon of wine in his hand.
At the beginning, this person was still very far away, but as the voice fell, this person arrived in front of Shenlang's group in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this Daoist, the mark on the forehead of the Sword Saint trembled slightly.
"Which family's Young Master is in the carriage? Can you meet this humble Daoist?"
"Eh?"
The Daoist looked at the Sword Saint in surprise.
"Who are you, and why are you blocking our path?"
The Sword Saint frowned and said.
"This humble Daoist is Origin Martial Heavenly Sovereign Won Jin-yang. How should I address you, Fellow Daoist?"
"Sword Saint."
The Sword Saint looked at Won Jin-yang with a solemn expression. In his perception, this Won Jin-yang's aura was actually intermittent. If Won Jin-yang was not in front of him, he would not have been able to sense this person.
"Sword Saint, good name, good spirit."
Yuan Zhenyang nodded and exclaimed in admiration.
"This humble Daoist was just passing by and heard Young Master's voice. I couldn't help but be attracted by the poem, so I specially came to meet you."
"Jianghu dreams, love between men and women, endless wine, endless sword."
Origin Martial Heavenly Sovereign could not help but murmur. "Young Master's spirit is really the first this humble Daoist has seen in his life."
In the carriage, Shenlang's eyes suddenly opened when he heard Origin Martial Heavenly Sovereign's name.
"It's actually him."
"Haha, Perfected Martial Heavenly Sovereign wants to meet this humble Daoist. How would this humble Daoist dare to disobey?"
The curtain of the carriage opened and Shenlang walked out with his hands behind his back.
Seeing Shenlang, Won Jin-yang could not help but be shocked.
"How … how is this possible?"
Won Jin-yang's fingers kept moving and his face suddenly turned pale. He looked at Shenlang in shock. "You … you are …"
Shenlang raised his eyebrows and looked suspiciously at Won Jin-yang. What's wrong with this old Daoist? Why is he making such a fuss when he sees me? With his identity, it's impossible for him to be so unbearable.
"Haha, this old Daoist is leaving."
Just as Shenlang was about to ask, Won Jin-yang suddenly laughed and his figure suddenly appeared behind Shenlang's team. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.
Won Jin-yang only stopped when Shenlang's figure could no longer be seen. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said with lingering fear, "Immeasurable Heavenly Sovereign, you scared this humble Daoist to death. Why is it this fiend?"
Origin Martial Heavenly Sovereign, seventh on the Earth Leaderboard, was once a peerless expert from a remote place in the Southern Region.
Origin Martial Heavenly Sovereign's talent was not inferior to Nine Heavens Spiritual Master back then. However, Origin Martial Heavenly Sovereign was more famous than Nine Heavens Spiritual Master.
Although Changchun Zi was very famous five hundred years ago, he had only appeared in the Zhenwu Continent for a short time. Later, he was trapped by the Dream Heart Sutra and had to die young.
However, although Origin Martial Heavenly Sovereign's ranking on the Earth Leaderboard was not as high as Changchun Zi back then, he was more mysterious.
Since his debut, no one had seen Origin Martial Heavenly Sovereign's true strength. In the Void Realm, Li Mubai and Origin Martial Heavenly Sovereign were the two great wonders of the Zhenwu Continent.
Both of them were Itinerant Cultivators and were powerful. For so many years, the twenty-one major forces had been throwing olive branches to them. However, the two of them, like Changchun Zi, did not join any side.
For experts who had reached the level of Li Mubai and Won Jin-yang, resources and cultivation methods were dispensable. They only needed to comprehend the "Dao" step by step.
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