It was hard to describe how many guests had come for the grand wedding of the Tongtian Dao Master, and how many gifts had been received. In any case, there were countless figures at the foot of the Sacred Mountain, in the peaks and valleys. All kinds of precious gifts were piled up higher than the Sacred Mountain. Regardless of whether Fang Xing knew them or not, all the reputable orthodoxies had racked their brains to send their gifts to the Sacred Mountain of the Severing Dao …
In fact, the reason was very simple. Fang Xing was now the hope of all the Immortals and all the races!
After the chaos in the Philosophers Daoist Grounds, Fang Xing had crippled the three Holy Sages of the Philosophers Daoist Grounds and was about to set sail for the depths of the Star Region. However, he was forced to stay by Tian Yuan and the surviving creatures of the Thirty-three Heavens. The danger of the Heavenly Tribulation had been hanging over everyone's heads, and only Fang Xing had the ability to resist the great tribulation of the three Immortal Emperors. At first, they had only agreed to guard the Thirty-three Heavens for a period of time, and when the Thirty-three Heavens had settled down, they would let him go. However, no one had expected that he would guard the Thirty-three Heavens for ten years. At first, it was to protect the Thirty-three Heavens, but later on, countless orthodoxies wanted to send some of their outstanding disciples to Fang Xing's Fairy Boat, so that they could take part in the voyage. As a result, it had dragged on until now. Even the three Holy Sages had died of old age, but Fang Xing had not been able to leave …
Now, it was finally time for the agreement between the elders of the Heaven's Yuan Sect and the Sky-reaching Dao Master. After the wedding, he would set sail for the Star Region and explore the new Great Immortal Realm. After ten years of competition, the sects and factions had finally decided which of their most trustworthy juniors should be sent to the ship. They had worked so hard not because they could snatch anything, but because when they found the Great Immortal Realm, those juniors could establish a foothold in the new Great Immortal Realm and become the first batch of people to ascend to the new Great Immortal Realm …
Today was not only the day of the Skyspan Daolord's wedding, but it was also the day for them to send them off on their long journey …
"The bridegroom is here to pick up the bride …"
Countless people shouted. A group of fat disciples rushed forward and crowded around Fang Xing and the others. Donkey Fang brought his wife … a dragon from the Surviving Species of Untainted Land also rushed forward, surrounded by his children and grandchildren, who were all weird-looking, donkey's bodies and wings, and countless toads. A large group of people pushed Fang Xing to another sacred mountain. On that mountain, five brides in phoenix coronets and robes were already sitting in a row!
Next to the brides was a group of bridesmaids. Li Hongyi, Wang Qiong, Fang Xiaomei, Fox Fairy, who looked very envious of the brides, and a series of little foxes dressed in white were all accompanying them. Dragon Lady Ao Zhen, who was sitting on the far left, had a veil over her head, but she was holding a girl in her hand. It was Xiao Man, who was a little dazed. She did not know why Dragon Lady insisted that she come on such a lively occasion, but deep down, she also felt that she should come …
… Therefore, she did not struggle, but just let Dragon Lady hold her hand. She was very cooperative.
"The bride and groom are going to the wedding …"
Fang Xing stepped on a cloud and carried the brides one by one up the sacred mountain. Then, they went to the back of the mountain and bowed to the eleven memorial tablets. They were his nine uncles and Old Monster Wanluo of the Great Snow Mountain. They were all elders that Fang Xing trusted the most!
When the memorial tablets were first set up, countless heads of orthodoxies came to offer incense and pay their respects.
However, when they saw the names on the tablets, they felt that they were very unfamiliar. Many people secretly inquired about the background of Old Monster Wanluo. Who were the other nine uncles? How could they be qualified to place the memorial tablets on the back of the Jie Dao Mountain?
In this regard, those who knew the inside story all smiled and said nothing. They only said that it was these nine people who taught a lawless Tongtian Dao Master!
Hearing this, all the people who came to pay their respects felt a sense of respect, and they rushed to pay their respects. Some even invited incense and went home to pay their respects …
After offering incense, he rushed back with his five wives. Under the smiling gazes of the elders such as Bai Qianzhang, Uncle Eleven, Daphne, Iron Like Madness, and Ying Shihou, he was hugged and bowed together with his five wives. On the VIP seats next to him, the only Holy Master of the Zhuzi Dao Temple, the freak of the Yuan family, the old man of Huqin, Uncle Gen, those who were close to Fang Xing among the nine sages, Monk Jiu Rou, and First Situ of Fuyao Palace, Nie Qianhong, who was surrounded by countless beauties, all smiled and watched the ceremony …
"Haha, thank you all for coming. Come, come, let's drink …"
After the ceremony, Fang Xing raised his cup and laughed at the immortals.
"Congratulations on the wedding, cheers …"
Up and down the Sacred Mountain, whether it was the Dao Masters who filled the seats, the leaders of the eight forces, or those who couldn't even sit down, they all laughed and raised their cups at the same time. At the same time, they gulped down the wine in their hands. Immediately, it was like the roar of the mountains and the roar of the seas, sweeping in all directions …
"Master, you've broken the rules …"
Far away from the Sacred Mountain, a white-robed monk sat cross-legged in the void, holding a cup of wine in his hand.
Beside him, a grey-robed little monk raised his head and frowned, reminding his master.
However, the white-robed monk drank the wine in one gulp and said with a smile, "Aren't rules meant to be broken? You've gone too far! "
The little monk curled his lips, obviously not believing the words. After a moment of hesitation, he raised his head and said reluctantly, "Master, are you really going to leave Tian Yuan with that ship? But there are still a lot of things to do in Buddhism … "
"That's what we agreed on a long time ago …"
The white-robed monk turned his head with a smile and said, "I protected the seed of Buddhism during the great calamity. In the future, it will be your turn to inherit Buddhism and make it flourish. Kid, don't use the excuse that you don't have the past as an excuse. This matter is not negotiable!"
The little monk pouted unhappily. "You keep talking about the past, but I don't remember the past …"
"That's because I woke you up in advance. You'll slowly remember in the future …"
The white-robed monk laughed, feeling very pleased with himself.
"Then why did you wake me up in advance?"
The white-robed monk said, "Because I'm going with that ship to spread Buddhism in outer space …"
"Hmph, I don't believe you. You just want to go out and be carefree. I suspect that you'll renounce asceticism as soon as you board that ship …"
The little monk stared at the white-robed monk suspiciously.
The white-robed monk was stunned. "That might really be the case …"
"Master … you …"
The grey-robed little monk was about to speak again, but he was suddenly stopped by the white-robed monk. He saw his extraordinarily handsome master looking down nervously with a solemn expression. "Stop talking. Quick, follow me down …"
"What happened?"
The little monk was shocked and hurriedly stuck his head out to take a look.
The white-robed monk said solemnly, "The banquet has begun …"
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