Chapter 545 Invitation
"I will never forget your true feelings in my life, but the facts are so bad that I can't repay your kindness. Only the four elephants stained with blood can make a clear will!" The last few words in the communication flying sword are like a heavy hammer hitting Gan Ping's heart, making him fly forward desperately. A vertical sweep of the golden light method is more than ten thousand miles away. However, the Su Nvzong is in the far west, more than tens of millions of miles away from Miaocheng Sect. At present, even if Gan Ping's thundering wings and speed has reached its limit, it will arrive after a day and a night. However, what he got is the news that the two forest fires had picked up the two women two days ago, which made Gan Ping immediately run away.
He knew what the last few words of Bi Rouqing meant, and Bi Xin was the head of Bi Rouqing. Obviously, the meaning of Bi Rouqing was the meaning of Bi Xin. Gan Ping was afraid that he would go late, and he was greeted by two broken bodies. If so, even if the damn four families were destroyed, it could be like What? Along the way, there were all the monks in a hurry, which made Gan Ping feel a little more stable. Obviously, marrying two women is not only a single marriage, but also a profound significance. It is here that the four families want to establish their reputation and prestige, so they invited guests and friends to hold a grand wedding.
If you really succeed in marrying these two women, then Gan Ping's reputation will be over, and the reputation of Miaocheng Sect will be over. Miao Chengzong can't even keep a disciple's Taoist couple. How can he talk about leading the immortals? And Gan Ping will once again become the focus of everyone's discussion. Previously, it was because of his amazing cultivation, but this time it was because of the green color above his head.
No man can tolerate such a thing. Naturally, Gan Ping can't. Although he knows where he is going and what kind of storm he will experience, he still sprints forward. It is not known who will die. If you regard Gan Ping at this time as Gan of Guiyuanzong that day. Ping, that's a big mistake. He wants to teach these four families a painful lesson. Don't think that everyone is a soft persimmon. I'm afraid that the cold spirit will hurt his hands and feet!
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There is a place of joy on the Hidden Dragon Peak, and the mountains are full of fiery red colors. Although they are immortals, this immortal family is no different from ordinary people in the secular world. On such festive days, they are still red and green, which is a celebration. The young man in blue all over the mountain is busy. Most of my life is the cultivation of Jindan. Like this cultivation, before the change of the devil disaster of heaven and earth, he can casually take out one and become a master of the facade of the outside world. However, at this time, in this Lin family, it is just a little servant.
And the little steward-like man standing on the mountainside and shouting and commanding has reached the cultivation of Yuanying's junior level. He kept commanding, "You, you, you, that're you, send the Lingbinghua to the wedding hall, and ask them to set them up one by one. Go and go!" And you, put down your things in your hand and tell the back hall to pick some of the best fairy fruits!" Ouch, you messed up, help him clean it up for me!"
It was a servant who accidentally sprinkled some spiritual water on the ground. However, the spiritual water did not know what it was. It hovered about an inch from the ground, like pearls rolling endlessly, colorful and beautiful under the eyes. This Wuyun Lingguang water is the best material for cooking fairy tea. How dare you do so badly? After that, go to the precept hall to get two hundred whips!" The stewor's popularity was so popular that he shouted.
Hasn't this Yinlong Peak been so lively? These guys have forgotten their own egos, and their cultivation has become fools. At present, the guests are all there. It would be too humiliating to let these little servants in blue fly around with the sword light. Therefore, although these people are Jindan cultivation, they can only run on the ground with two legs aggrievedly.
Lin Mingrui sat in the hall at the top of the peak and looked at the people below with a smile. Although the two peaks married new people, the four ethnic groups discussed together and decided to hold it together on this Yinlong Peak. After all, this is not a simple marriage, but the first step to show the strength of the four families to the whole immortal world and integrate the whole immortal world. Naturally, it should be beautiful and full.
So today's events are extremely important to everyone, and they can't miss anything, so Lin Mingrui, the head of the family, will sit in the middle and command in circles. Moreover, in order to set off his identity, no matter what kind of giant sect he came, Lin Mingrui, as the head of the family, did not come forward to greet him. Everything was received by his cousin Lin Mingxing.
Seeing the huge car pulled by the five fourteenth-order dragon slowly coming out of the huge gap in the air, Lin Mingrui was relieved and looked at his uneasy beloved son Lin Xing with a smile. The name of Lin Xing is Lin Kongwen. The ranking on the ancient family genealogy shows the noble inheritance of blood. For the children of these families, being named from the genealogy is the greatest humiliation in their lives.
At present, Lin Xing's face is nervous and anxious. As soon as his proud son is born, he grew up immersed in the elixir. At the age of ten, he has entered the golden elixir cultivation. Although every retreat takes decades, his heart is still like a teenager. Nowadays, although it is the cultivation of the primary level of the yuan god, this marriage is not as good as that of the teenagers in the secular world.
Thinking of the person he misses so much that he is about to become his wife, which makes Lin Xing's chest explode. The blue heart is gentle and beautiful. For many days, that smile often appears in his dreams. Now that the dream has come true, Lin Xing is almost shouting out happily. After calming down slightly, Lin Xing saluted his father slightly and immediately turned around and walked quickly to the flying carriage.
Looking at his beloved son's slightly flustered footsteps because of excitement, Lin Mingrui couldn't help sighing contentedly. These days, he is worried about his beloved son's sleep and food. Now that a great thing has been achieved, it has satisfied his beloved son's wish. Why not do it?
However, Gan Ping couldn't laugh at all. His ugly face was across the array on the Hidden Dragon Peak, looking at the four chariots pulled by dragons in mid-air. The faint breath in the cracks in the space made him afraid. Obviously, it was the Mahayana monk who took action, tore the void, and sent the chariot to the hidden dragon peak. Only such monks who have understood the law of space can have such power between their hands and feet.
Gan Ping hurried and tried his best, but still failed to intercept the chariot outside Yinlong Peak. Looking at the depths of the array from afar, the two women swung down from the chariot and wearing a red cover. Gan Ping's fists clenched, and her nails were deeply pierced into the palm of her hand. Although it is only a few miles away, it is like two hours across the doomsday.
With the background of such a big family, it is naturally a very strong array. This doomsday array is one of the magic arrays handed down from ancient times. It is extremely powerful, and there are only Mahayana monks sitting in it. Even if he is a master of the level of immortals, he can't want to enter at all. Obviously, it is impossible to break into people. Although Gan Ping can break a big cut through this array with the magic blood knife and yin and yang Shenyan, he will definitely attract the vigilance of the inner people and send the two women to the depths of the Hidden Dragon Peak. He can't take the whole mountain peak into the solar molten gold furnace, can he? What's more, if the monks of all over the mountains and fields are refined together, they will not have to resist this demon disaster, and they will become the greatest demon disaster.
His face was ugly. He gritted his teeth and looked at Lin Xing, who took the two women away. Gan Ping was almost furious. However, a different voice came from my ears, "Wow, is this the Mr. Lin family? If it's really a talent, I also have a fate with Bixin. If it's really a beautiful face, the two are really a good match, tut..."
When the sour words came, Gan Ping turned his head coldly and saw a middle-aged man in white not far away waving the folding fan in his hand, looking at the scene in the large array and shaking his head. Since the bride has arrived, it's time to get married. I'll wait and go in quickly. I, Bai Shuizong, am lucky to participate in such a grand event!"
The middle-aged man didn't know that a big disaster was coming. He shook his head and sighed with emotion. Obviously, he came to flatter the small monk sect of the four major families. He turned around and said to the disciples behind him, and wanted to fly to the place where he greeted guests and friends in the distance. This doomsday array can't break in casually. Even if the ban is relaxed now, there must be a special person holding a token to receive it.
However, as soon as the man turned around, he only felt a flower in front of him, and a figure in white appeared in front of him. He not only brightened his eyes, but also a handsome and beautiful teenager, and he didn't know which son he was. The meaning was very aura. His eyes were full of powerless, but he had a kind of power. Gan Pingyao arched his hand and said, "Do you dare to ask this gentleman's name, but you want to go to this Yinlongfeng gift?"
The man was stunned and replied, "Well, this white smoke and dust is the real person in charge of the White Water Sect. Naturally, this trip is to go to the Hidden Dragon Peak to celebrate." There is pride in his words. It is obviously a great honor for him to be invited by such a big family.
"Then you must have an invitation?" In the face of this headless words, Bai Yanchen clicked his mouth and couldn't help muttering in his heart that although the boy looked full of energy, he was a fool. Naturally, I have an invitation. Get out of the way quickly. Don't delay me to watch the ceremony!" With a wave of the white smoke and dust sleeves, he wanted to throw Gan Ping aside, but he couldn't make a smile on the face of the teenager in front of him, revealing his white teeth. "It's good to have an invitation. Then it's your bad luck, it's you!" Bai Yanchen saw that the young man's cuffs suddenly looked like heaven and earth, and he took his party in.