Supreme enchanting soldier king

Chapter 562 The Big Wedding Begins

"A decisive battle with the people of Longshou Peak?" The old man was stunned for a moment, looked at Ye Luo carefully, then looked back at the old, dilapidated and yellowed wooden board with the message of accepting apprentices, patted his forehead, and said: "It's you!"

Ye Luo was stunned, looking at this old man who was obsessed with reading and seemed to be mentally abnormal, he asked in confusion, "Why is it just me?"

"Apprentice, from now on you will be my disciple at Big Bamboo Peak. This time accepting apprentice is a task assigned to me by Master before leaving. I forgot about it. Count the time now. Master will go to Huanggu this time. The forbidden area is coming back soon, it's too late to find other disciples now, it's just you, from now on you will be the Ninth Junior Brother of Dazhufeng." The old man looked serious.

Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't help but asked, "Your Big Bamboo Valley accepts disciples so casually? Then why are there so few people in Big Bamboo Peak?"

"Girl, you don't understand this. Dazhu Peak is extremely strict, and the quality inspection of disciples is even more strict. The most important point is to strictly support the separation from the Shangqing sect. Your uncle You just came to Shang Qingzong, and your cultivation base is still so weak, you dare to fight the people of Longshou Peak, your courage is commendable!" A yellow scroll was swaying in the old man's hand, and on the cover of the yellow scroll, there were two ancient characters of vicissitudes of life flashing passed away.

The old man didn't wait for Ye Luo to agree, so he grabbed Ye Luo and said, "Little brother, as a member of our Big Bamboo Peak, we must never lose when we fight with people from Longshou Peak. When Zun came back, he was going to hit someone. For so many years, people from our Big Bamboo Peak have never fought with people from Longshou Peak. This time you hit our Big Bamboo Peak to save face!"

"Uncle, this..." Zhou Xiaoyu looked at Ye Luo.

"Although Yu Ji's injury is serious, she is not in danger of her life for a while. Junior brother, come with me. I will give you a big gift first, and then you can go to the decisive battle with the people from Longshou Peak." The old man looked extremely serious.

Then, without waiting for Ye Luo's reaction, the old man handed the yellowed ancient scroll in front of Ye Luo, and then tore off the last page of the ancient scroll in his hand.

"Junior brother, this last page was obtained by my uncle who broke into the restricted area of ​​Miaojiang alone and took it from the ancient altar. However, the thaumaturgy on this page can only be practiced by body refiners. They are all for Qi training, therefore, this page of thaumaturgy has never been able to truly appear in the world, now, try it." The old man opened his mouth, stretched out another hand, and quickly condensed a complicated golden symbol.

Afterwards, the old man clicked the golden symbol on the yellow ancient scroll that was torn off.

Suddenly, the words on that page of the ancient scroll seemed to come alive, turning into mysterious symbols one by one, automatically arranged into rows of ancient and mysterious words, and appeared in front of Ye Luo.

In Ye Luo's pocket, the little paper figurine's body suddenly shook, and it sneaked out a little head.

In the mysterious Miaojiang, which is far from the endless territory of the Shang Qingzong, on an ancient altar, a mask that looks like a smile is not a smile, and it seems to be crying is not crying, shaking slightly.

Standing by the side of the altar, a girl with a stunning plain face, skin as firm as fat, like a green lotus emerging from water, covered with a light veil, and with eyebrows like those in the distant mountains, suddenly opened her eyes. She stretched out her hand, and the surrounding Gesanghua silently Blooming, she turned her head, her red lips parted slightly, her clear eyes seemed to see through the endless void, and said: "Shang Qingzong."

Ye Luo raised his head and looked at the ancient characters lined up all over the sky, mysterious and mysterious, exuding a terrifying aura as if from a forbidden place, and his body shook violently.

The blood in Ye Luo's body was churning, as if cheering for joy.

"Water, mirror..."

Ye Luo opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and suddenly sat down cross-legged, his eyes seemed to be attracted by a line of text in front of him, and he seemed to have entered a very wonderful state.

His mind is clear, his mind is as calm as water, and there is a strange breath in his body, which is silently circulating.

The heavenly book devoured and automatically woke up silently, and flowed silently into Ye Luo's eyes, a black light of swallowing was hidden in Ye Luo's eyes.

And Ye Luo seems to have been cut off from the world!
"Uncle, what's wrong with you..." Zhou Xiaoyu looked at it and reached out to pull Yeluo, but was stopped by the old man.

The old man frowned, a little surprised, and said: "It shouldn't be, so many of us have studied it, but we haven't found any results. Why did the little brother just take a look and get into meditation?"

"What's wrong with my uncle?" Zhou Xiaoyu was extremely nervous.

"It's nothing. He is comprehending the thaumaturgy in the restricted area of ​​Miaojiang. It may take a while. Come on, you come with me first, bring Yu Ji's little girl and the donkey, and now go to Fourth Senior Brother." The old man shook his head puzzled.

"I want to guard my uncle, my uncle is in samadhi, what if there is any danger?" Zhou Xiaoyu shook his head.

"Don't worry, Dazhufeng's peak-guarding array pattern is no worse than the Tianshu Fengcheng formation. No one can enter except the person who holds my Dazhufeng identity jade card. He is absolutely safe. You first carry your master on your back and follow me." .” The old man said.

However, Zhou Xiaoyu insisted on not leaving. Seeing that Zhou Xiaoyu was so stubborn, the old man did not force him, put Yu Ji on the donkey's back, and led the donkey away.

The sunset has completely set, the night has fallen, and the sky is full of stars and moons.

After the old man led the donkey and left with Yu Ji, he came back and guarded for a while, brought Zhou Xiaoyu some food, then left again, and said, "You can stay here, I will find a medicine jar, and I will save you Yu first." Master Ji, it may take one night."

Zhou Xiaoyu nodded.

The moonlight shines, and the moonlight shines through the dense bamboo leaves, falling on the ground, and the breeze blows, forming mottled moon shadows.

Ye Luo sat in front of the piece of writing, motionless, the blood in his body exuded strange fluctuations from time to time.

Standing aside, Zhou Xiaoyu, who was looking at Ye Luo with his chin resting on his hand, noticed that the bright moonlight around him seemed to be attracted by something strange and silently merged into Ye Luo's body.

Bamboo leaves fell and turned yellow. The bamboo leaves collided with Zhou Xiaoyu's hair and fell.

In the Qing Dynasty, the return of the astral waste, and a decisive battle at the wedding of the rich and powerful family in the prosperous age, have been completely spread overnight, and even spread to the ears of some antique-level terrifying beings.

In front of the Cloud Bridge on the Big Bamboo Peak, Wu Banxian, Fatty, Chu Xiaohuan and Yang Ying have already reached the end of the bridge.

"Hey! Is there anyone here? Let us in? Is that bastard Ye Luo in there?" The fat man has been shouting for a long time, but at the end of the bridge there is a battle pattern, and they can't get in at all.

The moon rises and the moon sets.

Before dawn, the last darkest period.

A prosperous wedding of a wealthy family whose scale is enough to be recorded in the annals of history has officially started to enter the program before dawn. The Longshou Peak, with bright red petals scattered on the bluestone slabs, the grand wedding of the prosperous age kicked off!

(End of this chapter)