Mei Kongmei really did not expect that she had gone through so much trouble to search for Goddess Nuwa's homeland in the Chaos. She had also used all sorts of flowery words and schemes to get these two people from the Remnant Clan to enter the Primordial World to plot against Yang Jian.
Originally, Mei Kongmei's plan was indeed good, but the only thing she had miscalculated was that Yang Jian's combat power was no longer what it used to be.
It was not an exaggeration to describe him as traveling ten thousand kilometers a day.
At this moment, Yang Jian had swept through the Golden Immortal Realm, and he was only afraid of Almighty Existences. Besides those Great Divinities at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm and Quasi Sect Master Realm senior experts, there was really no one who was a match for him.
He then bowed to the immortals of Jie School. This time, there were many people who returned the greeting.
Yang Jian turned around and fell into the East Ocean. The Celestial Hound wagged its tail and followed. Before entering the sea, the white dog turned its head to look at the stunned woman from the Remnant Clan in the air and barked twice.
The woman seemed to be scared silly. She stood there motionlessly and kept muttering something.
A few elders of the Dragons walked forward and took the two people from the Remnant Clan. They escorted them to the Coast of the East Ocean and chased them out of the East Ocean.
This farce ended just like that; Yang Jian returned to the Nine Dragons Carriage. A few Dragon Princes, Zhi Jian, Yao Gonglin and the rest followed him on his left and right. The Celestial Hound lay by his legs and they all headed towards the main hall.
It was precisely because of Yang Jian's attack that the entire Dragon Palace had more topics to talk about.
However, unknowingly, those cultivators who were compared to Yang Jian were already experts of the older generation and famous seniors from the ancient times.
It was difficult for cultivators of the same generation to compare.
Let's not talk about the farce for now and get back to business.
In front of the main hall of the Dragon Palace, Yang Jian got off the carriage. In the main hall, the sound of Dao discussion gradually stopped. Hiroshige lifted the hem of his Daoist robe and stood up from his seat.
Everyone looked over. The mighty figures of Chanism who were sitting in their respective seats also stood up with Hiroshige.
Yuding Zhenren's eyes were filled with relief. The Dragon King's dragon face also revealed a smile.
Yang Jian quickly walked forward and walked to the middle of the hall. He bowed to the front and said loudly, "I'm not afraid of you.
"Greetings Master, greetings Masters, greetings Seniors."
When he stood up, there was a smile at the corner of his mouth, and his face seemed to shine with an indescribable radiance. It was as if the entire Hall of Dragons had been brightened.
Hiroshige didn't even give Yang Jian a chance to say anything. He called out directly, "Martial Nephew, come over here. More than half of the immortals of the Hollow Jade Temple are here. Let me introduce them to you one by one."
The Dragon King stood up and said, "Everyone, please take a seat."
The immortals cupped their fists and returned to their seats.
Yang Jian noticed that the immortals of his Chanism were mostly sitting on the left. There were many empty seats and banquets on the right.
Of course, the Dragons did not dare to offend either of the two sects. Now that the Dao Sect was at its peak, no matter which one of the two sects was a huge faction that the Dragons did not dare to provoke.
There were more than ten mighty figures of Chanism who had appeared there today …
When Yang Jian approached, Hiroshige grabbed his arm warmly and introduced Yang Jian to the Aunt-Masters that he had never seen before.
After Yang Jian had turned half a circle, he felt dizzy and dizzy.
All of them were old immortals with the demeanor of immortals. They all looked kind. Their beards were immortal beards and hairpins were immortal hairpins. At most, their faces were a little different. There were really not many people who had the same personality as Aunt-Master Taiyi.
Yang Jian's mouth was a little dry as he addressed them as Aunt-Masters.
Is he that important to Chanism? He can actually gather almost all the second-generation disciples of the sect …
Yang Jian had been in the side hall previously and naturally did not know about the Grandmaster of Heaven's orders.
Now, Chan School and Jie School were using his wedding as an arena. They wanted to determine who was stronger in terms of aura. That was why such a grand scene had occurred.
Yuding Zhenren said warmly, "Today is your wedding. Don't neglect the other guests. I'll greet your Aunt-Masters and Aunt-Masters here. Go and greet them. "
"Yes." Yang Jian bowed and accepted the order. He finally managed to escape.
The Dragon King walked forward personally and made an inviting gesture to Yang Jian. He said, "I'm Xinke's brother. From now on, I'll call you my brother-in-law. Brother-in-law, let me introduce you to the legendary figures of the Primordial World. "
"Thank you, Brother." Yang Jian bowed with a Dao salute and was very polite.
As the saying goes, it's not strange to be too polite. Following the Dragon King's introduction, Yang Jian bowed to the mighty figures, Great Mediums, and many Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals who were seated in the main hall.
When there was a toast from a busybody, Yang Jian naturally returned the toast. Facing Yang Jian, the new noble of the Dao Sect, the experts of the Primordial World did not dare to offend him. No one was arrogant, and no one dared to ignore him.
When he arrived at a table near the corner, a clear shout entered his ears.
"Brother Yang, congratulations!"
Yang Jian looked in the direction of the voice and saw a handsome young man walking out from behind a pillar at the side. He had red lips, white teeth, and a peaceful gaze. He cupped his hands and greeted him with a smile.
Xiao Lan.
Yang Jian teased, "Young Master Xiao, I haven't seen you for years. You're even more radiant."
"How can I compare to Brother Yang's success!?!" Xiao Lan waved the folding fan in her hand. Only then did she see the dragon-headed old man standing beside Yang Jian. She smiled awkwardly and quickly lowered her head to bow. "Greetings, Dragon King."
The Dragon King nodded with a smile. The old lady at the table whom Yang Jian was familiar with smiled and said, "You're just messing around. The Dragon King and I are of the same generation. Perfected Lord Erlang is the Dragon King's brother-in-law! When you see Perfected Lord Erlang, even if you don't call him Grandpa, you should call him Uncle! "
Xiao Lan's handsome face immediately turned the color of a pig's liver. Yang Jian could not help but laugh out loud. He realized that the situation was not right and forcefully held back his laughter.
"Uncle Yang," Xiao Lan called out embarrassedly. She seemed to feel bored and shook her head while smacking her lips.
The Dragon King waited for them to stop joking before he began to introduce the guests at the table.
Yang Jian took a closer look. The people at the table were none other than the King of Tianfang Kingdom and the others. They were all people he had met at Kong Xuan's territory.
The few of them pretended that they had never seen Yang Jian before. They stood up to welcome him and exchanged toasts with Yang Jian. They officially got to know each other.
The benefits that Yang Jian had obtained today were not tangible treasures, but they were huge. Just the connections of the Dragons had allowed him to communicate and broaden his horizons in the Primordial World by many times.
That was only a main hall. After the wedding, Yang Jian still had to go to a few side halls to toast and greet them.
Do you want to consummate your marriage?
It would take at least a few days and nights to toast!
They welcomed the auspicious day with a smile and waited for the auspicious time. The guests in the hall were filled with joy.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of the Dragon Gate's drums. The heroes of the world entered the palace.
On the East Ocean, the immortals of Jie School, who had been waiting for a long time, finally arrived. They were Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao of the Three Xiao Immortals.
After the Sect Master's order, Yun Xiao was still in seclusion. They waited for a while, but when they saw that her sister had not come out of seclusion, they rushed to the East Ocean.
"Let's go!" Daoist Duobao waved his hand. The immortals of Jie School released their auras. In an instant, their auras shook the Three Realms and their might chaotic the Milky Way. The immortals pressed down the clouds and landed in the East Ocean. The thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals trembled and could not make a sound.
In front of the Dragon Palace, the four Immortals of Turtle School, who had been waiting for a long time, began to shout at the Dragon Palace.
"Paragon of Jie School! Great Immortal Duobao! Goddess Wudang! Goddess of Turtle Spirit! To — "
"Immortal Gongming! Fairy Bi Xiao! Fairy Qiong Xiao! To — "
"Great Immortal Golden-Hooped! Great Immortal Pilu! Long-eared Light Immortal! To — "
"Great Immortal Qiu Shou! Great Immortal Spirit Tooth! Goddess of Stone! To — "
"Heavenly Lord Qin, Heavenly Lord Zhang …"
As the reports were shouted, hundreds of immortals of Jie School entered the Dragon Palace. The male immortal had an imposing appearance, and the female immortal was outstanding.
In an instant, immortal light filled the Crystal Palace. Immortal Qi of various colors overflowed and drifted in all directions. It almost rushed out of the array formation and filled the entire East Ocean.
Dozens of dragon children went up together and led the way. They respectfully led the group of immortals to the main hall of the Dragon Palace.
In the various side halls, immortals appeared and discussed. They were looking forward to the clash between Chanism and the large number of experts of Jie School. They wanted to see what kind of sparks would be created.
The two sects had been at odds for a long time. Now that the God-Conferment Tribulation had descended, if the people of the two sects did not want to enter the God roll, they had to send the disciples of the other sect to the God roll.
In short, either he died or I died.
It was not impossible for them to fight on the day of Yang Jian's wedding.
A few good friends, Daira Jinxian, muttered via voice transmission, "When the immortals fight, the mortals suffer.
"When the immortals fight, the mortals suffer. We should be more alert later on."
"If the two sects really fight, tsk, tsk. I don't think the East Ocean Crystal Palace will be safe. It will definitely be a chaotic situation."
"The God-Conferment Tribulation … The Jade Emperor is really powerful. He only complained tearfully and he caused so many peerless cultivators to fall into the calamity. The Three Realms should be under the jurisdiction of the Celestial Court."
"You say that the Jade Emperor is powerful, but I say that Yang Jian's future is truly bright. He is the nephew of the Jade Emperor. Now, he has become the son-in-law of the Dragon Palace. Tsk tsk …"
The few Daira looked at each other and smiled. Those had nothing to do with them. They were just joking.
In the main hall, Yang Jian was frowning. He did not know if he should go forward to welcome them.
Hiroshige spoke from afar. His voice spread throughout the Dragon Palace. "Disciple-Nephew, it's your big day today. The three sects are one family. So many disciples and junior sisters of the Jie Sect have come to congratulate you. You have to receive them well. Don't neglect them."
Hiroshige was the first disciple of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning. The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning was the senior brother or "elder brother" of the Grandmaster of Heaven. Therefore, when Daoist Duobao saw Hiroshige, he had to address him as senior brother.
"Yes," Yang Jian replied. He followed the Dragon King to the front of the hall and waited quietly for the immortals of Jie School.
In the main hall, the immortals of Chanism stood up one after another. They did not seem to be hostile, but in fact, their auras and auras were at their peak. They were separated into two auras outside the hall. They clashed and squeezed each other, causing the universe at the entrance of the main hall to reverse and the light and shadows to distort.
The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched. How should he welcome them?
"Everyone," the Dragon King said. A thick aura appeared on his body. "Today is the day my sister and brother-in-law are getting married. There are too many useless disciples in the Dragon Palace. Please retract your auras lest you scare them." Outside the hall, Daoist Duobao smiled and said, "Dragon King, please excuse us.
Outside the hall, Daoist Duobao smiled and said, "Dragon King, you must be joking. Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters, restrain your aura. Today, we are here to drink a wedding banquet. It's not the Dao Sect's competition. Be gentler and gentler. Remember to reward and encourage Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian when you see him.
"Yes, Eldest Senior Brother!"
Hence, the immortals of Jie School smiled and walked towards Yang Jian like a spring breeze.
Yang Jian could only smile and greet him as Uncle-Master and Uncle-Master.
The immortals gradually entered the hall. Daoist Duobao and Hiroshige were already facing each other. The two of them were the leaders of the second generation of the Dao Sect. When their gazes met, the entire Dragon Palace was silent.
A vortex seemed to appear where the gazes of the two mighty figures met, captivating one's mind.
Yang Jian did not dare to stop them, nor did he have the strength to do so. He looked at his master worriedly, only to realize that his master was standing at the side peacefully, as if he did not see the scene in front of him.
Are we really going to fight?
Yang Jian hurriedly thought of a solution. Just as he was feeling vexed, he heard a chuckle coming with the wind and circulating around the hall.
"Junior Brothers, you are looking at each other affectionately. Could it be that you have moved your mortal heart? Tsk, I knew that your bones were amazing when I was at Kunlun Mountain, but I didn't expect them to be so amazing …"
Before he finished speaking, a slender figure appeared from nowhere and slowly appeared outside the main hall of the Dragon Palace. He ignored the array formation of the Crystal Palace. Countless spiritual senses could not detect where he came from.
It was a young Daoist priest. His long hair was scattered on his shoulders. His gaze was lazy, and there was a smile on his lips. He was wearing a loose Daoist robe, but he was wearing a pair of cloth shoes.
Anyone who saw him felt inexplicably comfortable. Anyone who heard his voice would not feel troubled.
Who is this person? He can actually call Hiroshige and Daoist Duobao junior brothers?
Prime Minister Turtle shouted the person's Dao name in the hall.
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