Retrograde fairy way

"Are you all ready?"

At the same time, in a large hall deep in the Demon Realm, Mage Erlo looked at the three people below indifferently, and said expressionlessly.

"Report to Patriarch, everything is over, we can leave at any time!"

Those three people were Er Duomo, Sha Qiuhun and Yue Qianlong, upon hearing what they said, they hurriedly bowed and said respectfully.

"Not urgent!"

Mage Erlo shook his head indifferently, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a wicked smile.

The three looked at each other, but they didn't understand what it meant, but facing this one of the rare top powerhouses in the Demon Race, they really didn't dare to ask anything.

"There are quite a few interesting little fellows in this continent, who dared to invite me to watch the ceremony, so I did as he wished, and it happened to be a chance to explore the so-called Langya Purgatory and find out about Tianyuan Palace. where!"

Magician Eruo was playing with a blue-golden jade slip in his hand, and said with great interest.

It was rare, with such a look on his face, it was obvious that he had encountered something amusing.

In the eyes of a powerful man like him, even if he is only cultivating as a god, even if he is fighting for this place in the lower realm, in his opinion, it is nothing more than a battle for face, a game about a little bit of profit. .

"This......"

Hearing his words, the faces of the three froze again, Er Duomo finally couldn't bear it anymore, he was a junior of the same clan, and boldly asked: "Dare to ask the ancestor, this ceremony..."

"Okay, each of you prepare a gift, and follow me to Tianlang City!"

Mage Erlo seemed to be in a very good mood, without the slightest sign of getting angry, he waved his hand casually to stop his conversation, and ordered lightly.

"Yes!"

The three of them didn't dare to ask any more questions after hearing the words, but their minds were full of questions.

Although they don't know, but to them, Master Eruo is the power of heaven. As long as they don't achieve the realm of Dao Ling, they will always be nothing but ants.

Facing the majesty of the heavens, how can ants resist?

......

"Father!"

In Tianlang City, in a majestic and palace-like courtyard, an extremely handsome young monk wearing a light blue robe respectfully saluted the person in front of him.

"Group, sit down!"

In the stone pavilion in the courtyard, sitting upright was a man wearing a blue-gold robe and a purple-gold laurel crown, but his face was extremely hazy. He turned his head slowly, as if he had a glance at the young man, with a magnetic voice. The words, mixed with kindness, came out slowly.

"Yes!"

The young man bowed respectfully again, walked a few steps closer, sat down opposite to the man, and picked up the teacup on the stone table to refill the man's tea.

"How are things going?"

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip of the tea, the man asked lightly.

"Report to father, everything has been prepared, and it will be held as soon as the time comes!"

The young man said respectfully.

"Well, you did a good job this time. I didn't expect to find two Nascent Soul girls who practiced the "Xuan Yin Secret Jue" at one time, and they all had excellent physiques, plus many treasures prepared for you by my father. , enough to allow you to break through the realm of transforming gods without fail, but don't forget the most important key to transforming gods, so as not to fail when you get it!"

The man nodded, with a look of satisfaction in his tone.

"The child understands, and he will definitely live up to his father's expectations!"

The young man's face showed a little joy, he hurriedly responded, then pondered for a while, his eyes flashed brightly and said: "It's just that there is no news about that person yet, when the time comes..."

"You have to do these things yourself. Since you want to win the mainland, although my father supports you, I won't take action for you easily, but I promise my father that no one will dare to disturb you when you get married!"

The man waved his hand slightly, stopped the young man from talking, and spoke with authority.

"Thank you father!"

Hearing what he said, the young man's face relaxed a little, then he straightened his waist and said solemnly: "Father, don't worry, the child has already made complete guarantees. As long as he dares to come, he will definitely be able to take it down!"

"It's so good. This big wedding in Tianlang City, when most of the gods on the mainland will come, besides making it difficult to preside over the big wedding, we old people have to discuss the relationship with the demons." matters, you must not lose your identity at that time, understand?"

"Baby...Understood!"

The young man hurriedly nodded his head, but his face froze for a moment, his eyes showed disbelief and he said: "Father, what do you mean is that the demon cultivators will also come?"

"Not bad!"

Seeing the young man's expression, the man did not intend to blame him, nodded, and ordered again: "According to my calculation, the war against demons should be over within ten years, and the demons have no chance of winning in this world war. In the end, doing this move is just to save a little face, not to mention, on your wedding day, it will be a great honor to have monks from the upper realm come here, remember not to lose your composure like this!"

Hearing what the two said about the big wedding, the man in the blue-gold robe was none other than Jiang Haitao, the great cultivator of Huashen who was known as the "Illusive Sea Listening to the Waves", and this blue-robed youth was his son-- —Jiang Fengqun.

"Thank you father!"

Hearing these words, even Jiang Fengqun was deeply scheming, and couldn't help but get up suddenly with a little shortness of breath, and then bent down to worship.

"Okay, go down and get ready. On the day of your wedding in the future, when you become a god, we old guys will ascend to the upper realm, and you will definitely come to the Tianfeng Continent in the future!"

Jiang Haitao waved his hand to signal him to back down.

"Yes, the boy will resign, and he will definitely not disappoint his father!"

Jiang Fengqun took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, bent over and bowed, and then backed away.

Looking at his leaving back, Jiang Haitao couldn't see the slightest expression on his illusory and hazy face, until Jiang Fengqun left the courtyard, he let out a faint smile: "Hehe, yes, indeed, those two girls If I had found it a few years ago, I might have been tempted, but now that Ascension to the Upper Realm is hopeful, it should be a way out for Qun'er, break through the transformation of the gods, and come to the mainland, so I don't have to worry about it anymore!"

......

Out of the main hall, Jiang Fengqun galloped all the way, as if unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, making his breath a little erratic.

Wherever he passed, there was only a flash of an illusory feeling of depression and excitement, and those with weaker cultivation bases could not even see his figure clearly.

Not long after, Jiang Fengqun came to a separate elegant courtyard, did not stop much, and directly entered a room.

As soon as the door was opened, there was an inexplicable chill, and a faint mist appeared around.

But for these, Jiang Fengqun didn't care at all, he flicked his sleeves casually, and walked in impromptuly.

The excitement in his expression became more intense, as if he was about to vomit uncontrollably.

After entering it, what catches the eye is a piece of blue-silver frost-white solid ice, surrounded by extremely thick fog, and it is obvious that the cold air comes from it.

Looking around, one can faintly see that there seems to be a beautiful figure in purple clothes standing quietly in the solid ice.

And beside it, there is a small formation, which is shining with a faint blue brilliance, imprisoning a woman in white quietly, as if she is dead, without any life.

"Hahaha!"

His gaze flicked over the solid ice, and landed on the woman in white who was sitting cross-legged. Jiang Fengqun raised his head and laughed loudly, then took a deep breath to calm himself down, trying to make himself appear extremely calm, and said lightly: "Yan'er, it's good for your husband." I have news for you!"

After the words were finished, the woman in white still sat upright with her eyes closed, showing no sign of responding.

Jiang Fengqun seemed to be used to it, he didn't care at all, his brows were filled with pride, and there was a rare hint of arrogance, and he said in a deep voice: "Father told me that most of the gods and Taoists on the mainland will come, even the demons of the upper realm The family will also appear in our wedding ceremony, what an honor is this?

After we get married later, as long as you wholeheartedly help my husband break through to the god of transformation, with your aptitude and your husband's help, it will only be a matter of time, so why be so stubborn? "

Hearing Jiang Fengqun's words, the originally silent woman in white finally moved a little bit, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, but in the end she didn't open her eyes, and even took a look at the handsome young man in front of her.

"Hey, are you still thinking that he can come to save you? Let me tell you that I have unified the casual cultivators on the mainland, and nothing can be hidden from my eyes and ears. If there is no news of him for so many years, he might have died a long time ago. In which corner."

Jiang Fengqun still didn't get angry, he just smiled and showed complacency.

In his words, he already regarded himself as a cultivator who transformed himself into a god, as if he had come to the mainland and achieved supreme supremacy.

"You're scared!"

Suddenly, the red lips of the woman in white raised lightly, without opening her eyes, she said calmly.

"what?"

As if he didn't hear clearly, Jiang Fengqun's face froze, and he couldn't believe it.

But the woman in white never spoke again, as if she had never spoken.

"Joke, am I afraid?"

Glancing coldly at the woman in white, Jiang Fengqun's face darkened, his eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "Even if he's not dead, does he dare to come? Even if he comes, it's just to die. You don't know how many people want to die." His life!

Even if he has accomplished the karma of becoming a god, with his father, so many friends of becoming a god, and even monks from the demon race, to witness our wedding ceremony together, how dare he show up? You know, this marriage is about my face in Tianfeng Continent, anyone who dares to make trouble will be mercilessly killed! "

But when he spoke, he didn't get the slightest response. In the silent room, the atmosphere was oppressive as if it was suffocating.

"Humph!"

Seeming to be bored, Jiang Fengqun snorted coldly, the gloomy look on his face flashed away, he looked at the solid ice coldly, and said coldly: "Even if you have a mysterious treasure to protect you? You have to be obedient when the time comes , otherwise, you know exactly what will happen to Han Yan!"

As if aware of his words, the mist around the solid ice trembled suddenly, but then returned to its original silence and drifted slowly.

He came excitedly, but didn't get the response he wanted, Jiang Fengqun felt that his face was dull, and he walked away with a gloomy face.

As he left, the room returned to calm again. After an unknown amount of time, there seemed to be a low but hopeful sigh: "Hey, where are you?"

This sigh contained hope, but also seemed to contain a hint of despair. All kinds of complicated thoughts were revealed in it, making the atmosphere in the room completely silent.