399, Celebration 2

In the center of the holy city, the outer wall of the temple alliance's elegant building hangs with vine grass. In the early morning breeze, it brings the small flowers decorated on the vines, and the birds are flying up and down.

Near noon, there are no birds outside the alliance building. The golden roof shines brightly in the sun, and the six dragon sculpture on the roof also seems to be alive. The six dragons with different postures are lifelike, as if they are going to take off in the air the next moment.

The crowd from all directions squeezed the square outside the alliance building and the surrounding open space. The high steps of the Union Building have always served as the rostrum for celebrations. The leaders of the alliance appeared neatly, but did not announce the start of the celebration.

The brilliant sun climbed into the sky, and Yu Youmin, the ruling head of the temple alliance, sat in the center, was uneasy. He looked at the two positions in the guest seat, and then looked at Yang Feng in the Xuanqi Temple queue below.

Yang Feng shook his head invisibly.

Yu Youmin suppressed his anxiousness and waited, and the people sitting on both sides of him were like saw-billed gourds without saying anything.

Even if the guests of the alien heavenly realm invited by the Xuanqi Temple did not present, Xue Shura, the heavenly realm strong man, is equivalent to joining the Xuanqi Temple camp. Do other temples dare to make any waves?

"Hahaha, it's so lively here. Black Mingzong coincides with the grand event. Don't you object to our participation, right?

A deafening laughter broke, and a black cloud flew from the air. On the cloud, there is a group of people standing. The dark clouds slowly fell, and the waves of air rushed the crowd in the square like wheat falling in the wind.

Han Jing's ice sword came out, quietly suspended in the air, and the huge sword power pressed against the black cloud. The pressure emitted by the black clouds disappeared in an instant like the low tide. The black cloud turned into a streamer and disappeared, so fast that she could not see the trajectory, but the ice sword locked one of the black-robed men with eagle hook nose.

Xue Shurasen's cold voice sounded: "Today's celebration, the Black Mingzong dares to make trouble, and I will wash the Black Stone Peak of the Black Mingzong!"

"You know Blackstone Peak!" The man in black robe looked at Xue Shura in surprise and shook his head and said, "A strong man with an unknown celestial mirror suddenly appeared in the Pluto galaxy, and he actually knew the secret place of the Black Ming Sect."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you come to watch the ceremony, just sit down at the guest table. If you want to make trouble, I will accompany you to the end!" Bloody Shura shouted hard. He didn't dare to be any level of strong heaven, and no matter what kind of huge thing behind the other party was, he had no scruples.

If the Xuanqi Temple is talking to Master Yu, and the Black Mingzong, who is obviously a troublemaker, will never give face, because the power of the Xuanqi Temple is far less than that of the Black Mingzong, and Master Yu will inevitably have some scruples. This is for the people who wear shoes who are afraid of bare feet, and the people who are afraid of life. Blood Shura dared to say that the blood washed the Black Stone Peak. The strong man of the Black Mingzong did not dare to ignore it. He laughed dryly and arched his hand and said, "Fan Tianying of the Black Mingzong is polite."

The two ancestors of the Xuanqi Temple and the Xuan Temple, who are also strong in heaven, got up to salute together. Because the ancestor invited Fan Tianying to sit down at the guest table.

The strong man of the Black Mingzong sat down and did not talk to his ancestor Yu. He took the initiative to talk to the ancestor of the Xuan Temple, so the situation became delicate. Not only did the disciples of the Xuan Temple exhale and raise their eyebrows, but the other disciples of the four halls also seemed to have confidence. On the contrary, the disciples of Xuanqi Temple are even more anxious.

Yang Feng's forehead is also a little sweaty. Master cast his inquiry again. When he didn't know whether to shake his head or nod, Han Jing suddenly smiled happily and said, "Binglin is back!"

"Have the ancestors come?" Yang Feng asked in a low voice.

"Well, they're all here." Han Jing said affirmatively. Just now, she was also very anxious. She tried to contact Binglin and actually got in touch with her, and the female dragon actually told her complacently, "Aren't you going to build a dragon riding team? How long will it take for the dragon egg to hatch? So, I took the little white dragon to Dragon Valley to help you recruit horses. Look, the adult dragon is full of wind, isn't it?

Yang Feng shook his head firmly at his master.

The new owner of Luo General Hall of the Xuan Temple was instructed by his ancestor and deliberately said loudly, "Master Yu, it's past noon. Is it time to hold a ceremony?" It doesn't matter if the two ancestors of our own in the Sixth Hall wait a little longer. It's inappropriate to let Elder Fan of the Black Mingzong and Elder Xue Shura spend here.

"Blood seniors are their own people, so it's okay. Senior Fan should not mind waiting a little longer, right?" Yu Youmin replied softly. As the master of the Xuanqi Temple, he is also responsible. The strong man of the Black Pluto is obviously here to make trouble, and it is clear that he is in the same camp as the Xuan Temple, so he doesn't need to give too much face.

Fan Tianying's eyes were cold and he said lurely, "Are young people so arrogant now?"

Yu Youmin suddenly felt that his heart was like a huge stone.

Master Yu has been paying attention, or "eavesdropping" Yang Feng whispering to Han Jing. He already knows that not only the two heavenly powers of the Ice Palace came, but Binglin also ran to the Dragon Valley to abduct 56 adult dragons. Even if he wants to go to war with the Black Mingzong now, he will not be chilled, and how can he let Fan Tianying bully Yu Youmin? Laughing, Yu Youmin felt the heavy pressure disappearing. He said, "There are still distant guests yet. I'm afraid Brother Fan will have to wait for a moment. Anyway, it's not a cold girl getting married, and you don't have to pay attention to a good day.

Longwei is full of scrolls, coming from the sky, which is more shocking than when Fan Tianying appeared. In an instant, Fan Tianying's dissatisfaction was suppressed. He looked at the sky in surprise: "Is that a group of dragons?"

Master Yu smiled and said, "Those are all friends of the cold girl contracted with the mysterious beast who came to watch the ceremony."

The owner of Luo of the Xuan Temple took the opportunity to pick out: "It's ridiculous to let the strong man of Tianjing and other Hanjing's mysterious beast friends!"

The main hall owners of the other four halls are like wooden people who do not respond, and more or less have hidden gloating expressions. Looking at everyone, Yu Youmin, who was prompted by his grandfather, said steadily, "Dragon Valley dragons come to watch the ceremony. Han Jing asked everyone to wait, which is nothing." Lightly put the blame on Han Jing, the meaning of the words is: If you don't like it, go to Han Jing! Guarding the bloody Shura, he believes that Fan Tianying will not take this stubble.

The dragon group came in the air, and the ice and fog was the most eye-catching. The little white dragon stood on its head. Han Yinian stood on the dragon, and the young man in black hair and white clothes looked down in a cool posture.

"Oh, haha, this boy is cool!" Han Jing laughed abruptly.

Binglin suddenly made a high-sounding dragon chant, and one of the dragons raised their heads and sang long. The sound of dragon chanted so cool that a cold memory year fell down the dragon's back and performed a dog and crawling swimming posture in the air. Many people on the ground couldn't help exclaiming. The little white dragon seemed to stretch his body slowly, and the dragon's tail rolled him up and tied him up like a brown bundle.

This scene made everyone stunned and then burst out laughing.

In the air, Han Yinian pointed to Binglin and scolded indignantly: "Binglin, you deliberately swore me, and I asked my aunt to beat you!"

The dragon's body shook, Binglin turned into a human figure, and his graceful posture fell to Han Jing, laughing forward and backward. It is the boy who intends to remember the cold years. Who let him steal its limelight! When its strength rose, it turned into a human shape and became more charming, causing some animals around to see it with their own eyes and couldn't stop fantasizing about it.

"Okay, no kidding, where are the ancestors and Grandpa Yu?" Han Jing asked with a smile.

"I'll let those two old guys follow behind. Don't steal the limelight of our dragon cavalry team." Binglin said childishly, which was a little rewarding. Unexpectedly, it called the strong men of the sky mirror "the two old guys", which made people speechless.

At this time, Han Yinian also let the little white dragon fly down. As soon as he landed, he couldn't wait to say, "Auntie, you said that the ice dragon built an ice dragon team for me, but Binglin didn't admit it!"

Binglin shouted, "The number of adult ice dragons is already small. Including the ice dragon king and sister, they are less than a dozen, and they all let you pull away. Isn't the ice dragon of our dragon riding team a bare rod? I can only give you ice dragon eggs, do you want it or not!"

"The little white dragon has been fed for so long, and it is still like bean sprouts. When the ice dragon eggs hatch and grow up, they can form a dragon riding team, and they won't get the year of the monkey!"

"You also have an old man in the ice palace, one old and one small. I will help you quickly hatch a group of bean seedlings ice dragons. You can make do with it first."

"No!"

"That's the same sentence, do you want it or not!"

A good celebration, the scene suddenly became very strange. On the court, I heard Han Yinian quarreling with Binglin. Fan Tianying, the Black Mingzong, stared at the dragons in the sky and couldn't wait to catch two. The ancestor of the Xuan Temple looked at the two strong men in the distance through the dragons and muttered, "It's really coming."

The ruling head of the temple alliance is like a clay sculpture, and the owner of Luo of the Xuan Temple no longer dares to be crooked. Even he felt that Yu Youmin had previously excused that if Han Jing asked to wait for the dragons to arrive before holding a ceremony, it was the Xuanqi Temple that had already bet on the dragons she invited.

"No quarrel!" Han Jing shouted and let Han Yinian shut up with Bing Lin. Then she let Bing Lin transform herself and fly into the air and hold her sword and said, "Thank you, Brother Long and Sister Long for your support. Han Jing is deeply honored. The place below is small, so I won't invite everyone to sit down. Yang Feng, take some food that Fenger and Binglin like to eat and come up to entertain everyone.

Yang Feng understood that it was to entertain the dragons with the elixir that Wanzai Kongqing and various mysterious beasts could eat, or buy the dragons, so that they would not be attracted by outsiders.

Yu Youmin also understood what Han Jing meant and immediately said, "Then invite the distinguished guests from Longgu to enter the flying boat of this seat and each branch owner. Yang Feng, good wine and good dishes, must treat everyone well."

Dragons all like shiny things. Yu Youmin's flying boats are golden and brilliant, and they like them at first sight. He scrambled to turn into a human figure and drilled in. Yang Feng poured a cup of ten thousand years of empty blue for everyone, and Huofeng helped him put an ice flame elixir in front of each dragon. Later, Yu Youmin sent someone to bring wine and vegetables.

The bulkhead of the flying boat is adjustable. Yang Feng asked to adjust the flying boat to open, and the bulkhead is shrank up, which looks like a convertible boat, which is convenient to see the ceremony being held below.