I am cautiously cultivating immortals in a strange world

The double cultivation ceremony was unprecedentedly grand.

Originally, I planned to do it on a small scale, but Luo Qinglan's name is too famous. She is known as the number one fairy in the Southern Immortal Cultivation Realm. Regardless of her level of cultivation, she wanted to see what kind of man it was that could make this Divine Phoenix goddess Heart captured.

On the day of great joy, whoever comes is a guest.

Since people come, there is no reason to refuse, so the whole Qingyang Island is overcrowded, even there are many monsters in the sea.

When the auspicious time arrived, bursts of fairy sounds came from the top of the mountain where the city lord's mansion was located, and clusters of light drifted out along with the fairy music, turning into fairy flowers.

Then, the flowers turned into colorful birds, flying together in pairs.

Beautiful, like a fairyland.

A man and a woman appeared on the top of the mountain. The man was dressed in black clothes and stepped on cloud shoes, floating out of the dust.The woman's phoenix crown and Xiapei are dignified, bright and moving.

The two held hands and walked through the air, surrounded by colorful fairy birds, dancing lightly.

A picture of a couple of gods and immortals caught the eyes of all the monks.

Cultivators go against the sky and do not need to worship the sky and the earth.

Gao Tang is long gone.

Master Luo Qinglan has also passed away, and Chen Lin's master Fairy Baiyin could not be present, and there was no matchmaker.

The two drank a cup of wine directly, and the wedding was over.

Such a high-profile appearance can be regarded as satisfying the wish of all the monks to see who the Goddess of the Divine Phoenix will get.

Of course, I don't know how many people praised it and how many people cursed it.

Chen Lin observed the faces of all the monks, and felt that there must be many people who secretly cursed that a flower was stuck in cow dung.

Outside the audience.

A slender figure that was tightly wrapped, even his head was covered by a cloak, looked up and remained motionless.

"Why, do you still miss him, why don't you go meet him?"

Beside the slender figure, a very ugly old woman suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, the body of the slender figure trembled.

"No, I'm like this now, I don't want him to see it."

The slender figure withdrew his gaze and turned around, revealing an equally old and ugly face under the cloak.

"Hehe." The old woman gave a dry laugh, and said, "If you don't practice this mysterious method, you won't be able to live until now. Everything in the world has a definite number, and if you gain something, you will lose it."

Then she glanced at a group of newcomers, and said coldly: "Men don't have a good thing, since you don't want him to see you, then what are you doing here, let's go!"

After speaking, the old woman turned and left.

The slender figure glanced at Chen Lin again, sighed, and followed.

Chen Lin, who was being congratulated by everyone, suddenly felt something, and looked into the crowd, but saw nothing.

"Haha, Brother Chen is so clever that he can actually get the favor of Fairy Luo. You are going to become the public enemy of male monks in the world of cultivating immortals!"

Jin Xingyun presented a congratulatory gift and joked with Chen Lin with a smile.

Chen Lin looked away, and responded with a smile: "I heard that brother Jin has already made a marriage contract with Master Qing's granddaughter. It is also a joy to congratulate. You must inform the younger brother in advance when you get married, so that the younger brother can go to bless you!"

"sure!"

Jin Xingyun made a haha, and then took out another gift and said: "Your Excellency has something important to do, let me congratulate you brother on his behalf!"

Chen Lin was overwhelmed by the flattery, and hurriedly took the gift and said: "Don't dare to bother Master Qing to think about it, brother Jin will tell Master Qing to wait for my affairs, and when Sir is free, I will definitely come to thank you!"

Lord Qing and Zhenjun Wanmeng are the mainstays of the human race now, and they will not participate in any banquets in leisure time, and it is enough face to let someone bring a gift over.

True Monarch Wanmeng did the same, he didn't come over himself, but asked Liu Ruolan to bring a gift.

After the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Jin Xingyun went elsewhere, while Chen Lin was called by Luo Qinglan to meet other people.

After some greetings, it was the hospitality of Xiandao Lingjiu.

For this grand ceremony, the Qingyang Sect almost emptied their entire family and took out all the best ingredients. Naturally, the high-ranking monks were not rare, but the low-ranking monks were very excited, and it was very lively to exchange cups.

"Hehe, what a joy!"

Amidst the noise, a sword light roared towards him, and then the sword light turned into an old man with sword eyebrows, standing in the air and sneering.

Seeing the old man's face, the monks below suddenly showed fear and retreated.

Chen Lin felt that the visitor was not kind, so he couldn't help but glance at Luo Qinglan beside him.

Luo Qinglan frowned, and said in a low voice, "It's He Yunfei, the master of Wanjianmen, He Jiuxiao's father."

Chen Lin suddenly realized.

This is to find fault.

However, this is also reasonable. At the beginning, He Jiuxiao was Luo Qinglan's suitor, and he was favored by many people. Later, because of jealousy, he cut off a shoulder. According to Luo Qinglan, his cultivation base has not been improved. , has died in the catastrophe.

If it wasn't for the impact of the injury, with He Jiuxiao's talent, it is very likely that he will succeed in conceiving the baby.

"This person is powerful and his swordsmanship is superb. You have to be careful."

Luo Qinglan's voice sounded again, and Chen Lin nodded.

The opponent is a veteran Nascent Soul mid-stage monk, and he is also a sword cultivator. No matter how conceited he is, it is impossible for him to feel contemptuous.

And on this occasion today, he can't back down, let alone let Luo Qinglan get in the way.

Just as Chen Lin was about to stand up, he heard a woman on the viewing platform suddenly speak.

"He Yunfei, don't cause trouble on this happy day, do you have any grievances that must be resolved today?"

The person who spoke was the current suzerain of Baihuazong, named Shang Xuelian, whose cultivation was also in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Fairy Baihua attached great importance to Luo Qinglan and treated her as a disciple, so this Snow Lotus True Monarch came out to help.

Among the Nascent Soul cultivators present, only her identity and cultivation level could talk to Patriarch Wan Jian like this.

Patriarch Wanjian glanced at Zhenjun Xuelian, and said expressionlessly: "You should not get involved in this matter, Zhenjun Xuelian. The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable. I did not do anything to the woman surnamed Luo. Baihua Fairy's face, but the chief culprit who seriously injured my son and caused my son's downfall must not be let go no matter what."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Lin with gloomy eyes, and said coldly: "Don't say that I bully you, a junior, I only have one sword, if you can catch it, then you deserve to die, if you can't take it Stay, go to the underworld to accompany my son!"

As soon as the words fell, an extremely strong aura erupted from his body, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a sharp sword, with murderous aura as real as it was.

hum!
With a sound of the sword, the world was darkened.

The sword intent was overwhelming, and Jian Guang slashed towards Chen Lin's body with the aura of killing everything.

Luo Qinglan uttered a phoenix cry, and wanted to defend Chen Lin, but Chen Lin flew out first, and the golden body was unfolded, and the Xuanwu shield transformed into a huge Xuanwu phantom, and took the initiative to meet the sword light!
He knew that this sword must be the opponent's most powerful blow, but he had no choice, let alone let Luo Qinglan stand in front, not to mention that others looked down on him, and his own Dao Heart would be damaged.

And the opponent's sword intent locked him, and he couldn't dodge it even if he wanted to.

But Chen Lin wasn't too worried. No matter how strong the opponent's attack power was, he was only at the Nascent Soul stage after all. It was wishful thinking to break through the defense of the Black Tortoise Shield!
The sword light came in a flash and hit the shield with a bang!
Just as Chen Lin expected, although the Xuanwu shield roared endlessly, the opponent's sword light was also blocked and failed to break through the shield's defense.

But the next moment, his expression changed.

It's just that after the opponent's sword light collapsed, it didn't dissipate directly, but split into nine sword lights in an instant, bypassing the shield from different directions, and slashing towards his body!

The other party came prepared, he had already figured out his method, and knew that he had the spiritual treasure of the Black Tortoise Shield, so he decided to plan and did this.

Seeing this, Chen Lin couldn't help sneering. The other party thought he knew his truth, but he didn't know that after he was promoted to Nascent Soul, he had more control over the power of the Xuanwu Shield.

With a thought in his mind, the xuanwu phantom on the shield instantly wrapped his body, one step faster than Jian Guang.

Immediately afterwards, nine sword lights bombarded his body!
Although there are only nine sword lights, Chen Lin seems to be in a sea of ​​swords, and the infinite sword intent strangles him wildly, continuously.

"open!"

He let out a low growl, and Xuanwu phantom suddenly burst into light, opened his mouth and sucked it in, and absorbed all the raging sword light.

Xuanwu Xuying also collapsed.

"Come and not indecent, you also accept my trick!"

Chen Lin snorted coldly, shook his robe, and pointed out to Patriarch Wan Jian with an unbelievable expression on his face lightly!
The silver light flickered, and before Patriarch Wanjian could react, it hit him.

Then a group of high-level monks watching the battle found that the vitality of the ancestor Wanjian was rapidly declining, and he became precarious in an instant, as if he was about to fall down.

Everyone was horrified.

Being able to catch the flying sword of Patriarch Wanjian can also be said to rely on the power of treasures, but this is just a light tap of a finger, making Patriarch Wanjian, a mid-Yuanying strongman, look like this, and his strength is incredible. It can be called terrifying.

Before, some people who didn't know the basics thought that Luo Qinglan's vision was too bad. They actually found such an unreputable and ordinary-looking man, and even maliciously thought that she was attracted to his strong body.

Only at this moment did I realize that this was not because of bad eyesight, but because it was too good!

Even Zhenjun Xuelian of Baihuazong showed a look of shock, and looked at Chen Lin with a strange look.

"Today is my day of great joy, I don't want to cause killing, so get out!"

Chen Lin's voice was cold and resounded throughout the audience.

In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to kill the other party directly, but that he found that several Nascent Soul cultivators had quietly approached the other party, obviously having friendship with the other party.

As long as he kills, these Nascent Soul monks will definitely help, and with him and Luo Qinglan, it is impossible to deal with so many strong men at the same time.

Ancestor Wan Jian has been operating in the Southern Immortal Cultivation World for hundreds of years, and his network is far from comparable to that of a rising star like him and Luo Qinglan. Once there is a fight, there will definitely be more people helping each other than helping them.

Even Zhenjun Xuelian and Jin Xingyun are at most not helping each other, and will never kill Patriarch Wanjian for their sake.

But it doesn't matter, if you can't kill the opponent today, there will be opportunities in the future.

Chen Lin's eyes were full of murderous intent, such an enemy must be eliminated, otherwise he would not die from the snake, but he would suffer from it!