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In the second level, Li Wen and his party entered the atrium. Five monks worked together to activate five fire pillars. Five fire dragons rose into the sky and turned into a sea of ​​fire blocking the road.

"Comrades from the Taixu Taoist Sect, you have broken through my Five Fire Dragon Formation. This is the second level." A monk in a feather shirt holding a fan said with a smile.

Yiwangdian is not good at formations, but as one of the Nine Immortals, he has also collected some formation secrets. This feather-shirted monk was frail and sick, so he took the path of formations and was considered a counselor of King Yi Palace.

"I'll do it." Yang Ling said happily when he saw the formation.

"I'll do it." Jiang Yuanchen said with a smile: "The third level is also a formation. Senior brother will come again then." Jiang Yuanchen looked at the idea behind him and saw the swords flashing at the third level. It was clearly a tower with eighteen kinds of weapons. The battle array.

"Young Master!" The Yu-shirted monk raised his hand to Jiang Yuanchen: "Young Master, my great formation gathers the essence of five dragons and earth fires. Young Master, you——"

"Fellow Daoist Yan, just set up the formation." Jiang Yuanchen said with a smile.

Shaojun, this is the name given to Jiang Yuanchen’s incarnation by King Yi Palace. These days, Lin Zixuan and the others were busy arranging the ceremony with King Yi Palace, while Jiang Yuanchen was looking for a few gods to join them in making clouds and rain.

The temperature here in Yanzhou is gradually rising after the landform becomes more climatic, so Jiang Yuanchen, for the sake of the Double Cultivation Ceremony, can bring a few gods to bring rain to cool down.

Living things cannot live without water and soil, so the easiest way for water gods to spread their faith is through the blessing of rain. In Yanzhou, when there is less rain, a deity in charge of precipitation is indeed easy to be worshiped by everyone. Shaojun, Longyuan Shaojun, this is the honorific title given to Jiang Yuanchen by the monks of Yiwang Palace.

So Murong Wan'er was not wrong at all when she said that Jiang Yuanchen was destined to Shinto. Who can become a god if such a person cannot become a god by doing something unintentional and benefiting all living beings?

and. Jiang Yuanchen's destiny is really suitable for Chenxing! With the help of Chenxing to establish the position of the star palace, Jiang Yuanchen has too many connections with Shinto.

Seeing Jiang Yuanchen's attitude, the monk entered the formation and joined forces with five fellow disciples to activate the five dragon fire pillars.

Five fire dragons were flying in the sea of ​​fire. Jiang Yuanchen nodded: "It does feel a bit like the dragon overturning the sea, but the dragon overturning the sea is an ocean of water, and this is a sea of ​​fire." He waved his sleeves. The water beneath his feet rippled, and Shi Shiran entered the formation.

"Open!" With a loud shout, the Beiming Sea appeared behind Jiang Yuanchen's head, and the powerful sea of ​​water suppressed the sea of ​​fire and five fire dragons.

The six monks shouted loudly and jointly activated the fire dragon to burn Jiang Yuanchen's water vapor.

"Take it!" Jiang Yuanchen put his fingers together, and the five mysterious water chains trapped the fire dragon. Then a huge vortex rolled up in his sleeves, and he put the fire dragon into his sleeves to suppress the Beiming Sea.

The face of the feather-shirted monk changed slightly. The six of them could work together even if the golden elixir monks had to avoid sharp edges. Jiang Yuanchen actually went on so easily?

Five fire dragons! That is a fire dragon tempered by the essence of five earth fires!

"Since it's a festive day, let's get involved!" A blue water cloud gathered in the sky, and the water cloud was pointed directly at the five fire pillars. There was a sudden sound, and a swift jet of water spurted out of the water cloud to extinguish the five pillars of fire.

Water and fire turned into steam, and under Jiang Yuanchen's control, they evolved into a water-fire bird in the air, and a rainbow hung high in the sky.

"I accept it." Jiang Yuanchen returned the five fire dragon elves in his sleeves.

"Young Master, you are indeed profound in Taoism." The six monks smiled bitterly, put away the pillar of fire and moved out of the way.

"Okay!" Several more mountain gods appeared in the sky. These mountain gods have also developed some friendship with Jiang Yuanchen in the past few days, and together they make clouds and rain in the Yiwang Mountains. Just now he was alarmed by Jiang Yuanchen's methods. Then they came over to check.

"Young Master's rainfall technique, I think, can't be compared to those gods who are close to the Yang God level?" A burly mountain god said. In the past few days, under Jiang Yuanchen's guidance, they had a new understanding of the art of making clouds and rain, and they were naturally grateful.

Another Hutoushan Shinto said: "Young Master has understood the innate virtue of water. Are you not aware of your sensitivity to water vapor? Gods of the same level. No one can beat him in the art of precipitation!"

A god who looked like a young woman said: "Stop talking about that, Young Master has taken action, how about we support him too?" After saying that, she threw a flower basket, and colorful petals fell from the air.

Others met. They also cast their own spells, and various spiritual fruit and Yao grass grew on the ground. In the blink of an eye, this atrium turned into a land of vegetation, flowers and fruits.

Jiang Yuanchen smiled and bowed to the air from a distance.

"The third level should be next, right?" Li Wen couldn't wait to ask: "What is the third level?"

The feather-shirted monk led a group of people to the door of Gong Yu'er's boudoir: "You all know what our sister Yu'er's temperament is. This method of wielding swords and guns is not unique to the man's family. In this big formation, The eighteen weapons are all beloved by sister Yu'er, and they were transformed into a grand formation by the master of the palace. Let's take a look."

Lin Zixuan's heart moved: "Speaking of which, where is Mr. Gong Ming? Why didn't he show up this time?"

"The old man is sad that his granddaughter is getting married, and he doesn't want to see fellow Taoist Li Wen." The monk surnamed Yan said with a smile.

"Second Senior Brother, can you break this formation?" Li Wen's heart pounded as he looked at the formation formed by Gong Ming himself.

"Don't worry." Yang Ling comforted him and walked towards the formation first.

Mr. Gong Ming didn't deliberately prevent them from picking up people. At most, he just made a fool of himself. But Yang Ling was proficient in formations and could spot Gong Ming's hidden hand at a glance.

He pointed at the golden hidden sword hanging on the array door and said, "Go and pick this thing off."

A protector god appeared behind Yang Ling: "Respect the decree of the law."

Yang Ling's magical protective hand appeared in a volume of alchemy, and three hundred Xuanhuang Dao soldiers flew out, one by one combined to operate the formation, and finally turned into a big hand of vitality to remove the hidden sword.

As soon as the hidden sword moved, the entire formation immediately moved. Yang Ling threw a piece of black yellow stone to suppress a red whip on the other side, and then used a jade pendant on his waist to hit a silver spear on the other side, interrupting the movement of the formation.

"Definitely!" A lotus flower flew out from beside Yang Ling, shattering the Jin Ge Qi flying out of the formation, and then lightly removed the eighteen weapons one by one.

"Fortunately, I have lived up to my command!" Yang Ling walked out of the formation and handed various weapons to Li Wen: "Go and knock on the door!"

Li Wen straightened his clothes, took the weapon Yang Ling gave him and went to call the door.

As Gong Yu'er's bridesmaids, Mu Qingyi and Murong Wan'er, two gentle beauties, were naturally not as hot as the women from southern Xinjiang, and they didn't make things difficult for Li Wen. After taking some entrance fee, he helped Gong Yu'er, who was dressed in phoenix clothes and haori, to walk out of the boudoir and fragrant building.

Li Wen naturally took Gong Yu'er's hand and said, "Madam."

The young boy from yesteryear has also started a family and started a business! Jiang Yuanchen felt something in his heart. Adding to the feeling of alienation. Faintly, with a connection of love, Mu Qingyi and Murong Wan'er looked over with emotion.

"Two senior brothers, my incarnation is against the rules and I can't accompany Li Wen, so you two can go." Lin Zixuan and Yang Ling served as best men. But Jiang Yuanchen went to the lobby first because he was not there and used his avatar to show disrespect.

"This is natural." The two senior brothers nodded and accompanied Li Wen and others as they walked on the auspicious cloud red carpet to the main hall.

No matter how unhappy Jingyang Taoist Sect and Hanyue Palace are about the marriage between King Yi Palace and Taixu Taoist Sect, they will always send someone to accompany them with a smile.

"I heard that Junior Sister Wu of your noble sect and Jingyang Taoist sect are also getting married? I was in seclusion at the time, so please forgive me for not going there." Jiang Yuanchen talked to Yi Yi next to him.

"It doesn't matter, that incident involved Taoist fellow Taoist. It was me, Hanyue Palace, who was rude first." Yiwei is a cold-hearted person, and she only focuses on cultivation in Hanyue Palace. After all, she is not the senior sister of this generation of Hanyue Palace disciples. .

Disciples from several sects chatted with each other for a long time. However, Jiang Yuanchen and Ouyang Yu from the Jingyang Taoist sect never said a word.

Ouyang Yu heard what his elders had told him before they came: "After you go to King Yi's Palace, inspire my magic talisman to go to the ancient witch clan in southern Xinjiang. I have a relationship with an elder there. You can use my token to ask for it." Take a curse."

This was deliberately targeted at Jiang Yuanchen. Ouyang Yu thought, yes, Jiang Yuanchen's current cultivation level is not high. But his connection with Shinto is too deep. If the immortal way fails, you can also turn to the divine way. At that time, a god of Yangshen level will appear. He can still make suggestions for Taixu Dao Sect, but it is difficult to deal with him. It would be better to use a curse to kill him in one fell swoop before he could grow up.

Jiang Yuanchen didn't know what Ouyang Yu had in mind. He was pulled over by Nangong Muqiang and concentrated on calculating the gift list for Li Wengong Yu'er's double cultivation ceremony. One of the names was very conspicuous.

An old friend from Mashan City? Is it that guy You Li? Calculate the time, if he is not dead yet. He must have become a Taoist, right? On the day of Li Wen's Double Cultivation Ceremony, Jiang Yuanchen had so many feelings in his heart that he had to use the method of meditation to forcefully suppress all the thoughts in his heart.

Taoist Yunmen glanced at him thoughtfully: Has Qing Jie been aroused? Inner demons? That's right, it's possible that seeing other people's halls in a place like this will arouse your own feelings.

"Speaking of which, why are so many of your elders absent, yet you are actually asked to take charge of recording the gift list?" Jiang Yuanchen buried his head and said to Nangong Mu, "Mr. Gong Ming hasn't shown up yet?"

After hesitating for a moment, Nangong Mu secretly sent a message to Jiang Yuanchen: "It is said that a treasure was lost in the palace. Several guardians and the master of the palace are searching for the whereabouts of the secret treasure."

"Secret treasure?" Jiang Yuanchen was stunned, as if he had guessed something. It can't be such a coincidence, right?

"Come on, come on!" a guest shouted, pointing to the horizon. In the distance, a firebird flew over on a pair of jade men, and two men and two women came walking in the air.

The scene became noisy, and Mr. Gong Ming appeared for the first time and sat at the head.

"I finally got married!" Seeing Gong Yu'er in her wedding dress in front of her, Gong Ming felt mixed: "That's it, my daughter's family will eventually have such a day."

On the side, Mu Qing Wan'er smiled and took out her marriage knot and tied it on the wrists of Li Wen and Gong Yu'er: "We are married, you two, we will accompany them together in the future."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Li Wen was a little more calm than Mao Tiao's out-of-temperature before, and thanked Murong Wan'er on behalf of Gong Yu'er, who was unable to speak.

Gong Ming looked at Murong Wan'er and asked, "When will fellow Taoist return?"

"Senior, hurry up. I won't go to Taixu Dao Sect and will go directly back to Leizhou soon."

"The Lord takes great care of my granddaughter. I hope the Lord will have a safe journey back home." Gong Ming pointed out.

Murong Wan'er nodded: "Then let me borrow my senior's good words."

Jiang Yuanchen frowned and tightened his grip on the red pen in his hand. He seemed to understand something when the two of them were fighting.