Eternal Demon King

On the street, there was a constant stream of people, and the noise was endless. Yang Xuan didn't take it seriously when he learned from passers-by that Song Yun, the eldest son of the Marquis of Jinyang, was getting married.

However, before he could go far, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and not far away, a black-clothed man from the Eighth Heaven of Vientiane Realm whispered to his companions, "Have you heard? , The fiancee of the eldest son Song Yun seems to be caught, and it is said that it is from Xingchen Island."

"Xingchen Island? Where?"

"It should be an island."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan strode up to the big men in black: "Dare to ask, is what you said just now true?"

"I have also heard other people say this. Whether it is true or not is unknown, but the Marquis of Jinyang is a decent person, and his righteousness is thin. His son Song Yun is also a genius of the Hunyuan School. He has always been gentle and elegant. Will do something to rob civilians, it is estimated that others maliciously slander."

The black-clothed man told the truth. He saw that Yang Xuan was young and had the cultivation of heaven and man. He understood that Yang Xuan had an extraordinary origin, and naturally he did not dare to neglect him in the slightest.

"Thank you for telling me." Yang Xuan clenched his fists, and then asked the location of the Jinyang Marquis Mansion, and Yujian rushed over. No matter whether the eldest son of the Marquis Mansion, Song Yun, had robbed the civilian girl, he heard Xingchen Island. Three words, he has to go over and take a look.

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Jinyang Houfu, located in the north of the city, is magnificent and magnificent.

As soon as Yang Xuan arrived outside the Hou Mansion, he saw that the place was already crowded with people. Many princes and nobles, children of wealthy families, and countless masters of loose cultivation were chatting and laughing with each other, walking slowly up the stone steps paved with dozens of layers of white marble.

Above the stone steps, a mansion with red walls and green tiles is faintly visible, and the weather is majestic.

"The people in front get out of the way!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the distant sky, and a purple-golden treasure ship flew over. Several valiant young men stood on the top, surrounded by a restrained white-haired old man. It is known that the background is very large, and it must be a big man from a certain martial arts force.

The crowd retreated, making an open space for the treasure ship to dock.

woohoo hoo...

In the distance, the sound of breaking the air is endless, and there are spirit boats and treasure ships galloping one after another.

Yang Xuan didn't stay where he was. He straightened his robes and walked up the stone steps following the flow of people. He quickly walked past the gate of the Hou's Mansion and came to a brightly lit square.

"Dear guests, at three o'clock noon, please be seated." At this moment, the steward of the Hou's Mansion said loudly. At the same time, there were many young maids leading the princes and nobles, and the children of the rich went to the square to be seated.

As for the Loose Cultivator, unless the cultivation base is high enough, there is no such treatment, and they can only find a place to sit in the back row in the square.

"Young Master, please come here." Because of Yang Xuan's high cultivation and tall, young and handsome, naturally a maid came to receive him.

"Let's lead the way." Yang Xuan nodded slightly and followed the maid toward the front of the square.

The square is carved with jade, and the ground is paved with white marble. , dazzling and fragrant.

"Tsk tsk, it's really lively, even Wu Lin from the Taiqing Palace and Nie Bei from the Hunyuan faction are here."

"This is normal. The eldest son Song Yun is the arrogant of the Hunyuan faction, and he has a wide range of contacts. He is getting married today, and of course many young talents will come to participate. To put it bluntly, this is a genius party, not to mention the Taiqing Palace and Hunyuan. The sect, that is, Bajianmen, Qingyunzong, Yunlan Villa, Cuiyungu, Ziyangzong, etc. in the eastern border of our Central Province all have elders from the inner sect, and Tianjiao is present."

Listening to the guests on both sides of the aisle chatting with each other, Yang Xuan also saw that Song Yun was not simple. Of course, so many people came to watch the ceremony and congratulate him. On the one hand, Song Yun had many friends, and he was an inner disciple of the Hunyuan School. It was in the face of Song Boming, the Marquis of Jinyang.

"Young Master, it's more advanced here. Would you like to sit here?" Just as Yang Xuan was thinking about it, the maid had already brought him to a banquet on the right side of the front row.

"Okay." Yang Xuan didn't embarrass the maid, and sat down at this banquet.

At this time, there were already three people sitting on the banquet.

The three of them were young, all dressed in brocade and splendid, with extraordinary bearing.

Seeing Yang Xuan seated, a handsome man with black hair and a shawl in blue clasped his fists and smiled and said, "Ye Nantian of Taiqing Palace, do you know your surname?"

"Yang Fan, a loose cultivator." Yang Xuan said in return.

"Uh, Xiongtai is also surnamed Yang?" a young man with a folding fan in his hand said in surprise.

"Is that weird?"

"Hehe, no, I just heard Xiongtai's surname Yang, and couldn't help but think of the person from the Sword God Palace."

"You mean Yang Xuan of Sword God Palace?"

"That's right, Yang Xuan has made a name for himself by beating all the venerables on the Supreme Ranking, and almost everyone in the entire Zhongzhou is unaware of it. Unfortunately, the luck was bad, and he was smashed into the void by a mysterious woman named Mengqing. Died young."

As the young man said, he introduced himself: "Pan An of the Ziyang Sect."

"Pan An?" Yang Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, but he resisted laughing out loud. He carefully looked at Pan An and said, "Brother Pan has a high level of cultivation and is a talented person, so he deserves the name of Pan An."

"Haha, Brother Yang, don't be fooled by his appearance. This guy looks elegant and secretly a slut. When he sees a woman, especially a beautiful woman, his eyes will not turn." A man in Tsing Yi shot He smiled with his thighs.

"What are you laughing at, Mu Qinghong, are you jealous that I am more handsome than you?" Pan An said angrily.

"Can handsome be eaten? Looking at the world, only those short-sighted women will look at their faces. Although I look slightly inferior to you, my cultivation base is higher than yours. Turn your head and look around. How many women are there to me? I'm not bragging, I just need to wave my hand, and immediately a beautiful woman will give me a hug."

Mu Qinghong raised his eyebrows lightly, and was quite narcissistic. He had the cultivation of the fourth level of Heaven and Human Realm, which was only lower than that of Ye Nantian at the same table, and his height was considered a jade tree, which naturally attracted the attention of many young women.

"Che, they're nothing but vulgar fans, and they can't be on the table. If you can catch Fairy Yuechan from Taiqing Palace, I will really obey you." Pan An said lightly.

"What a joke, although I'm narcissistic, I'm not conceited, and I ask myself that I can't climb up to the beauties like Fairy Yuechan." Mu Qinghong laughed dumbly, and said to Ye Nantian: "I really envy Brother Nantian, who can always be there at any time. The Qing Palace saw Fairy Yuechan."

"I envy me, I can only look at it from a distance. Besides, Fairy Yuechan covers her face with a gauze all day long, and I don't know her fairy face." Ye Nantian smiled bitterly, he only has the sixth level of heaven and man His cultivation base is barely considered a genius in the Taiqing Palace, which is full of geniuses, but geniuses are also divided into three, six, nine, and nine, and he is absolutely inferior to Fairy Yuechan.

"Brother Nantian, I wonder if there are any other beauties in your Taiqing Palace besides Fairy Yuechan?" Yang Xuan asked casually, he thought of Fang Qingxue, wanted to find out the situation from Ye Nantian's mouth, and wanted to come to Xueer's girl His beauty is definitely not small in the Taiqing Palace.

"Hehe, there are hundreds of thousands of disciples in our Taiqing Palace, and there are countless beauties among them, but very few can match Fairy Yuechan in terms of beauty. In my opinion, there may be only one person." Ye Nantian said with a smile. .

"Who?" The curiosity of Pan An and Mu Qinghong came. They couldn't imagine that there were women in the Taiqing Palace who could rival Fairy Yuechan.

Although Fairy Yuechan covered her face with a gauze, everyone knew that she was an extraordinary beauty. If she wanted to be comparable to her, she would be defeated first in terms of temperament, not to mention her appearance.

"Her name is Fang Qingxue, she is a disciple of the outer sect of our Taiqing Palace. Although she is only fourteen or fifteen years old this year, she was born with a beautiful and beautiful appearance. I feel pity for her. There are many people, but it is a pity that Fang Qingxue already has a heart, and he is not false to any suitor." Ye Nantian said.

"Does the heart belong?"

"Yes, it's a coincidence that the three people she likes should all know."

"who?"

"Yang Xuan."

"What, how is this possible!?"

"Don't be surprised, Fang Qingxue is from Xingchen Island. It is said that he and Yang Xuan were the same junior sister."

"So that's the case, but isn't Yang Xuan dead? Brother Nantian will definitely be able to hold the beauty back with his hard work."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan was a little moved, and sure enough, that girl Xueer did not forget her.

"In a few days, I'll go to Taiqing Palace to pick up the little girl." As Yang Xuan looked at him, he heard an unusually loud laughter.

"Haha, Mr. Song is a little troublesome, so I'm a little late. I'm here to apologize to everyone present. At the same time, everyone is welcome to come to my Jinyang Marquis Mansion to attend the dog's wedding."

Many people turned their heads and looked at the middle-aged man coming from the entrance of the square. They saw him in his 40s, with a majestic figure, a tough face, a purple robe, and his cultivation at the peak of the Destiny Realm. Yanghou Song Boming.

"Brother Song is indeed a little late, and he has to punish himself with three cups."

"Haha, three cups are too few. Brother Song's eldest son is getting married today, so he has to drink three hundred cups."

With Song Boming's appearance, many older warriors who knew him laughed, and many young warriors stood up to give salutes. After all, they were a prince and a powerhouse at the pinnacle of Destiny Realm. Even if many young people present were proud of themselves, they would still Don't be disrespectful to him.

"Although you can rest assured, Song has no other skills, but his alcohol capacity is acceptable. I will not be drunk or return with you." Song Boming smiled as he walked, and said politely to the many young talents present: "You don't have to be too polite, Song Someone can't take it."

Having said that, people have come to the front row of the square, and they are at the same table with eight introverted older generation powerhouses.

These eight people, seven males and one female, are all relatively young, all of them are from the Fate Realm cultivation base, and their background is not small, there are inner sect elders from Hunyuan sect, as well as Qingyunzong, Bajianmen, Cuiyun Valley, Yunlan Villa, and the inner door elder of Ziyang Sect.