"The Old Mother of Lingshan has arrived …"
"Sage Zi Hong has arrived …"
"The emissary of the Fire Cloud Cave has arrived …"
In front of the Crystal Palace, Immortal Roshi, who was shouting at the top of his lungs, kept shouting. Every time a respected mighty cultivator came, the bell of the Dragon Palace would ring.
Most of the famous and powerful Daira Jinxian would be recorded in the Dragon Palace. There would not be an awkward situation where the guests did not know each other.
The mighty figures and mystical abilities who had been called were led to the main hall of the Dragon Palace. The people who accompanied them, if they were not personal disciples or blood-related descendants, were arranged to go to the various side halls.
At that moment, there were too many mighty figures in the main hall of the Dragon Palace. Ordinary cultivators did not dare to enter.
After a while, another Immortal Roshi was sent to the entrance of the Crystal Palace. The two immortals took turns shouting and could rest for a while.
Suddenly, a Master Roshi stuttered, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Master Roshi!
"Great Virtue of Chanism! Golden Immortal Hiroshige, Great Daoist Master Numinous Treasure, Golden Immortal Ju Liusun, Perfected Lord Qing Xu, Old Man of the South Pole … "
Master Roshi, who had just stood there not too long ago, almost suffocated himself to death. Starting from the most famous and most powerful magical power, he called out thirty to forty names in one breath. Finally, he shouted in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?
Finally, he shouted hoarsely, "Here!"
In the various halls of the Dragon Palace, immortals rushed out, wanting to see the glory of the immortals of Chanism.
They saw Hiroshige riding a cloud and bringing dozens of junior brothers and sisters over. They were all famous experts from the ancient times.
Many immortals from the Dao Sect bowed from afar. Some young disciples asked in confusion why a few "Golden Immortals" had mixed into the group of mighty figures. They were naturally scolded by their masters.
The twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism were not just twelve cultivators who had just attained immortality.
In the main hall of the Dragon Palace, the Dragon King and a group of guests went out to welcome them. Chijing Zi finally heaved a sigh of relief. He walked forward and said a few words in front of Hiroshige.
Hiroshige placed his hands behind his back and smiled. "Why? The Jade Void Dao Discussion this time has been moved to the Dragon Palace?"
"Eldest Senior Brother, did you encounter the immortals of Jie School when you came?"
"I met them. They are all on the East Ocean. They seem to be waiting for everyone to arrive before coming down together." Hiroshige nodded slightly. He pursed his lips and said with a smile, "I also saw a few junior brothers and sisters who usually don't leave Golden Ao Island. Their cultivation levels are not bad now. They are worthy of a fight."
Yuding said, "If I don't have to fight, I won't."
Huanglong Daoist laughed and said, "Shizhi, this is your big day, let's not talk about the deification for now. Let's go in first. The guests haven't arrived yet, and the time hasn't come yet. Let's sit down and discuss the Dao. It can be considered a wonderful thing. "
All the Immortals of Chanism praised it.
"Junior Brother Yuding, it's not easy to be able to sit down and discuss Dao with you!" Hiroshige sighed and looked at the Dragon King beside him. "Dragon King, I'm sorry to disturb you."
"It's the fortune of my clan. Please."
The Dragon King bowed and invited them. The immortals returned the greeting and entered the hall.
The Dragon King waved his sleeve, and the main hall of the Dragon Palace emitted a lustrous glow. Although it looked the same on the outside, the layout inside suddenly changed.
It was still resplendent and decorated with lanterns. However, it had become deeper and wider. It could accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time.
In the side hall in the corner of the Dragon Palace, the slightly tense "rehearsal" had already been completed twice. A dragon girl came to report that a group of immortals of Chanism had arrived in the front hall. Only then did they stop.
Yang Jian was stunned. Apart from the few who would join the Western Sect in the future, all the twelve Golden Immortals were there.
A large number of Uncle-Masters and Aunt-Masters came to congratulate them. Even the Old Man of the South Pole, whom the Saint loved the most, was there.
This is really …
"Do you think that you're too respected?" Perfected Taiyi asked with a smile. Yang Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly. He did not dare to admit it.
Perfected Taiyi smiled and said, "The East Ocean is not ordinary. Pay attention later. You are the main character today. You can't fight anyone casually. If anyone provokes you, your Uncle-Masters and Aunt-Masters also have a few disciples. Just let them deal with them. "
"Yes, Uncle-Master, don't worry. I understand."
"Have you remembered the etiquette?"
Yang Jian and Ao Xinke looked at each other and nodded at the same time. Perfected Taiyi raised his hand and patted the heads of Ao Ji and Yang Xiaochan. "You two should get to know each other a few more times. You really can't make any mistakes today. Otherwise, you will really embarrass yourself!"
The two Dragon Kings and a few mighty figures of Chanism gathered and smiled at the same time.
Perfected Taiyi called out to Lü Chunyang. The few of them also went to the main hall to discuss Dao. Lü Chunyang originally wanted to tease Yang Jian, but seeing that there were too many mighty figures there, he was too embarrassed to say anything. He only winked at Yang Jian and followed Perfected Taiyi to the main hall.
After Perfected Taiyi left, Ao Ji quickly returned to his original appearance and sat on the ground. He wanted to cry but had no tears.
Little Chan 'er liked this childish look very much. She ran around Yang Jian's legs, causing the clam girl who was serving him to chuckle.
This girl, she was even more excited than Yang Jian about Yang Jian's marriage.
Ao Ji sighed with emotion. "Sigh, Auntie, Uncle-in-law, both of you have succeeded, but I'm still alone."
Yang Jian smiled and said, "If you have a girl that you like, I'll be the matchmaker for you."
"Forget it." Ao Ji waved his hand. "I can't even move a beautiful girl like Xiao Lan. Perhaps my fated person has yet to appear … Oh right, Xiao Lan seems to be here too. She's still dressed as a young master."
"This Young Master Xiao …" Yang Jian chuckled and shook his head. He was also a friend, but their relationship was not that deep.
Yang Jian still had to entertain the guests later. Ao Xinke was surrounded by the Dragon Ladies who were waiting at the side. It would really take some effort to dress up in Omniscient Hall.
"Uncle." A princess of Dragons walked in from outside the hall and bowed to Yang Jian. She said, "Uncle's mother invites you over. She said that the clothes have been prepared and wants you to change."
"Yes, thank you for the message." Yang Jian cupped his hands and bowed to Ao Ji and Yang Xiaochan. He instructed them to practice more before leaving the side hall with Xinke.
After leaving the hall, the two of them were about to split up. However, they had a tacit understanding and turned to look at each other.
Ao Xinke suddenly pursed her lips and smiled. She turned her head away shyly.
Yang Jian cupped his fists and said, "The next time we meet, we have to change the way we address each other."
"Yes." Xinke nodded gently and looked at Yang Jian lovingly. She lowered her head and turned to leave.
Yang Jian chuckled. Under the teasing gaze of the Dragon Ladies, he raised his head and puffed out his chest as he strode forward.
After turning to the back of the hall and entering a fragrant pavilion, Yang Jian saw his mother talking to a few beautiful fairies that he had never seen before. Each of them was carrying a piece of clothing that was red and festive.
"Jin 'er, come quickly. I'll introduce you to a few aunts."
Yang Jian bowed and listened to Yohime's introduction. These female immortals were all old friends of Yohime when she was in the Celestial Court. Today, they had specially come to congratulate Yang Jian.
Most of them were not very capable. They were only the Dao Fruit of the Golden Immortal Longevity. They were not famous and did not make a name for themselves in the Primordial World. They were all fairies from the Immortal Mountain of the Celestial Court. There was the Wine Fairy who was in charge of the Imperial Wine of the Celestial Court, and the Music Immortal who was in charge of music.
"Jin 'er, quickly take off your clothes and change into the wedding robe," Yohime instructed. "I heard from someone that there are many great mystical abilities from Chanism. You should quickly agree. Don't be rude."
Yang Jian agreed with a smile. He wanted to take the robe and go to the inner room to change. However, the two young and beautiful "aunts" walked forward with the clothes in their arms. They extended their slender hands and began to pull his collar.
"I'll do it myself. I'll do it myself …"
"Yo, Perfected Lord, you're still shy. You're already getting married and starting a family."
"It's fine. We'll be bold enough to call ourselves your aunts. We're all friends with your mother. You don't have to stand on ceremony."
"Just open your arms and stay here."
At that moment, Yang Jian did not know whether to laugh or cry. He opened his arms and put away his light yellow robe. Then, he was taken off his inner robe and stood at the side bare-chested.
The advantage of cultivating the physical body was that the muscles on his entire body were well-proportioned and revealed a sense of strength. The fairies' faces turned red when they saw that.
After playing around for a while, they finally arranged the wedding robe on Yang Jian's body. Yohime personally combed Yang Jian's hair, put on the carved dragon headband, and tied the golden jade wedding band. Her eyes were filled with tears.
"If your father could see this scene, I don't know how happy he would be."
"Mother," Yang Jian said slowly, "Today is a joyous day. Don't be sad because of the past."
"I know." Yohime wiped her tears and sized up Yang Jian. Then, she tiptoed and patted Yang Jian's shoulder. "My son has finally grown up. When I was in the mountains, I thought about how outstanding and handsome my son should be. However, you are a hundred times stronger than I thought. "
Fairy Jiu smiled and said, "Sister Yohime, quickly let Perfected Lord Erlang go. There are so many famous figures of the Primordial World in the front hall. He can't stay here all day today."
Yohime nodded slightly. She raised her hand to tidy up Yang Jian's long hair and pushed him gently.
"Mother, aunts, I'll go to the front hall first."
Yang Jian cupped his hands and left. The women chuckled and waved their sleeves.
A few dragon sons came to welcome him outside the hall. Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin of the Six Friends of the Plum Mountain, Yu Qi, Lei Qi, Yu Luo, and Lei Luo of the twelve commanders also rushed over. When Yang Jian came out, they followed behind Yang Jian.
According to the rules of the Dragon Palace, married couples should not be tired.
After that, apart from meeting the guests, Yang Jian could not do anything else. If there was anything, he would instruct the people behind him.
The moment Yang Jian changed into a red wedding robe and stepped out of the hall, the Dragon Palace's ceremony had officially begun.
"Uncle," the Crown Prince of the Dragon Palace reminded him. "It's time to go to the main hall."
"Okay." Yang Jian nodded gently. Just as he was about to step forward, he heard a few whistles. Nine flood dragons pulled a carriage covered in colorful lights in front of him.
Yang Jian understood and stood on the carriage. Everyone followed and went to the main hall together.
As soon as he moved, he heard a Turtle Immortal rushing to the front of the carriage. He bowed and hurriedly shouted to the Crown Prince of the Dragon Palace, "Your Highness, there is a fight above the East Sea! The elders can't make up their minds, and His Majesty is busy entertaining the guests. Please go and see! "
Yang Jian was shocked when he heard this. He directly soared into the sky on the carriage and disappeared from the Crystal Palace in the blink of an eye.
Could it be that a war broke out in the Jie School of Chanism?
Several dragon sons also rushed to the surface of the sea. Divine senses floated out of the East Sea and shrouded the East Sea from all over the Crystal Palace.
Zhi Jian was still more steady. He stepped forward and asked the Turtle Immortal, "Why did they fight? Who is fighting with who? "
"Immortal, I don't know where a few demons came from. They wanted to break into the Dragon Palace by force and injured many soldiers. Several Jie School immortals stopped them and fought on the surface of the sea!"
Zhi Jian immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up at Yang Jian, who had already rushed to the surface of the sea, and shook his head with a wry smile.
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