Xinru heard Chang Jing's oath of true spirit, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and silently swore with his true spirit: "Chang Jing, I want to keep you for the rest of your life, this life is not enough, and we will stay together in the next life." ”

Chang Jing did not use the jade slip, and the True Spirit Oath was just as valid. Dongfang Fenqiang saw that Chang Jing had made a true spirit oath, so he forced out the true spirit oath and said: "I, Dongfang Fenqiang, swear by the true spirit, and am willing to ......" He suddenly reacted, Chang Jing just made the true spirit oath, and did not say that he would stay with him for life, but another person "heart is like this".

Dongfang Fenqiang said angrily: "Who did you swear to just now, why didn't you send it to me?"

Yuanying Monk was originally communicating other things in Shennian, but when he heard Dongfang Fenqiang drink, he also reacted and asked, who is Xinru?

What should come will come after all, in order to be with the beloved, even if you die, you must die as you deserve. At such an instant, Chang Jing let go of his hesitation and decided to face everything bravely. After giving up all her worries, her heart was relaxed.

She stubbornly looked up at Dongfang Fenqiang and said, "Of course I won't send it to you, I will send it to my husband." His name is Xinru, we have been together for a few months, and everything from my heart to my body has been given to him. ”

Dongfang Fen was furious, and slapped Chang Jing. Suddenly, there was a figure in front of him, and his hand was grabbed. The man who grabbed his hand was a young monk.

Dongfang Fenqiang roared: "Who are you? This slut dares to steal people behind my back, do you want to protect your shortcomings?"

Xinru had been watching Dongfang Fenqiang, and when she saw him make a move, she flew up and grabbed his palm. He didn't have the slightest killing intent, plus the ring scar on his head was bright, and he was wearing a Buddhist robe, so all the Yuanying monks did not stop him.

He glanced at Chang Jing, who was raining pear blossoms, and said to Dongfang Fenqiang: "I am Xinru, and I am also Chang Jing's husband." You don't deserve her. ”

His legs, which had been trembling, slowly stopped shaking. In his heart, he must be dead, and the coercion and divine thoughts that the Yuanying monk pounced on on the high platform did not feel as strong as it began.

Dongfang Zhanping said to the abbot of Yuanjue: "Chang Jing already has a husband, what do you mean by marrying her to Fenqiang, deceiving our uncle and nephew?"

Yuanjue said a Buddha name, looked at Xinru carefully, but his face was very raw. The infant monk has an amazing memory. He remembered exactly how many monks there were in the Holy Spirit Temple, who was who, but this monk had never seen it.

He turned his head to look at Chang Jing's master, and he also shook his head, indicating that there was no such disciple, and several Yuanying elders next to him all shook their heads.

The coercion of several Yuanying monks pressed towards Xinru's body. Dongfang Zhanping and Yuanjue finished exchanging with a few people, if this Xinru is not a disciple of the Holy Spirit Temple, then it may be a loose cultivation.

He stood up, and a mana turned into a giant tripod and shone on his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me honestly, where are you from? ”

Yuanjue is like a vajra angry Buddha, offering Buddha beads and rotating around the heart. As long as you find out the origin of this fake monk, you can take him down at any time. dared to destroy the innocence of Buddhism under the watchful eye of everyone, and made the face of the elder Yuanying of Buddhism dull.

Chang Jing and Xinru faced each other head-on, bravely stretching out a hand. The heart is like a will, and he also stretches out a hand, and the two hands are interlocked. Everything is in silence, life and death together.

Dongfang Fenqiang said angrily: "A pair of adulterers and adulteresses have confessed their deeds in front of the public. Monks are not allowed to marry, you dare to violate the precepts of Buddhism, what crime should you be guilty of?"

"Who said that a monk can't marry? My husband said that he allowed this monk to marry Chang Jing. Two women walked onto the high platform, with Zhao Weiwei in front and Wang Qiong in the back.

Zhao Weiwei walked up to Chang Jing, hugged her and said, "It's okay, your eldest brother is here." As long as he comes, there is nothing in the world that he can't solve. ”

Chang Jing exclaimed: "My eldest brother, I don't have a big brother in the world! ”

Wang Qiong smiled: "Xinru's eldest brother, why don't you call the eldest brother?"

"Could it be Brother Yang Jiong?" was with Xinru for a few months, and the name Yang Jiong he mentioned the most was Yang Jiong.

The granddaughter appeared, and Zhao Qing liked it. But this is a wedding ceremony of three factions and two sects, and it is not good for Weiwei to come out and stir up the situation. He hurriedly sent a message to Zhao Weiwei, but ignored it.

As soon as he stood up and wanted to pull Zhao Weiwei back, a voice came to him: "Brother Zhao, don't be impatient, maybe it's not what we think." He retreated, and Wang Ruian nodded at him.

"I've watched the drama for so long, and I've seen enough. The war in the East is peaceful, Yuanjue, if you don't take back the Dharma seal and magic weapon around you, you will never take it back. A voice resounded like rolling thunder.

This voice will be unforgettable for the rest of your life. The foundation building monks and the Qi cultivation monks don't know why, I don't know who is so bold and dares to call out the name of the head of the two sects of Taoism.

A figure took eight steps towards the king, and walked onto the high platform with three shakes. All the monks looked at it carefully, and they couldn't help but gasp: "Is this still a human? ”

A clear slap was followed by another slap. The first voice came from Dongfang Fenqiang's face, and the second voice came from Xia Houming's face. Under Yang Jiong's power locked, the two didn't even have a chance to resist.

Yang Jiong's face is like a yaksha, his face is solid, but his eyes are staring at the world. He stood there, his posture straight, steady as a mountain, and people did not dare to look at it directly.

As soon as a few of the infant monks stood up, they suddenly sat down quietly. The battle in the east quickly dissipated the magic seal in the air, and Yuan Jue lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head immediately after summoning the magic weapon, the treasure was solemn, how could there be a little angry King Kong.

Dongfang Fenqiang was slapped in the face, and was about to sacrifice the flying sword desperately, when the sound of Dongfang Fenqiang suddenly heard the news of Dongfang's draw. In just a moment, his face turned pale, and he didn't dare to look at Xinru and Chang Jing on the other side anymore.

Xinru looked at Yang Jiong, and after calling her eldest brother, she choked up and couldn't speak. Yang Jiong patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are very good, you have the blood of a man." It is your blessing to meet Chang Jing, and you must grasp it well. ”

He has been in the Heavenly Palace for a while, and he has been quietly watching Xinru and Changjing. If Chang Jing is indecisive, he is forced to marry Dongfang Fenqiang. Although he will stand out for Xinru, he will not think that Chang Jing is the best choice for Xinru. Fortunately, Chang Jing and Xinru's performance was excellent, and they did not disappoint him.

Yang Jiong stood there, and none of the Yuanying monks on the stage dared to make a noise. The nervous hearts of the two gradually relaxed, and their eyes were full of the ease of the rest of their lives.

Dongfang Fenqiang quietly retreated to the side, and while no one was paying attention to him, he ran off the high platform and went into the distance. Compared with life, life is important.

Xiahou Ming did the same, and also wanted to step down from the high platform. Suddenly, a voice came from my ear: "Dare to take a step to cut off a leg, Xiahou Changqing is a precedent." Then a coercion locked him on, and he almost fell to his knees on the stage.

Just now, Xiahou Changqing sent him a message, and this man was Yang Jiong who defeated the divine envoy and retreated from the three factions and two sects. Yang Jiong had an order, how dare Xiahou Ming disobey, he didn't move, standing there like a good baby.

He quietly observed Yang Jiong and saw that the flesh on his face was intertwined, the pimples were coiled, and the skin seemed to have been peeled off. On a whim, Wang Bo, who had eaten the Ten Thousand Gods Peeling Pill, would it be like this?

As soon as this thought appeared, it became irrepressible. He clearly remembered that when Yang Jiong first looked at him, an unforgettable hatred flashed in his eyes. But he had never met Yang Jiong, how could he have such a strong hatred? If this man was the former Wang Bo, it would be too unreasonable.

In the past, Wang Bo was only in the early stage of Jindan, although he could fight several Jindan monks, but he couldn't even take a move in front of Yuanying monks. As long as Yang Jiong opened his mouth, no one in the tens of thousands of monks in Fengtian Palace dared to bite it, including dozens of Yuanying Taishang.

Ren Xiahou Ming wanted to break his head, but he couldn't connect Yang Jiong in front of him with the former Wang Bo. In the hundreds of thousands of years of history of the Southern Underworld, there have not been more than ten years of people who have reached the Yuanying Realm from the early stage of Jindan, not to mention those who can defeat the divine envoy and tens of thousands of people from the three factions and two sects of Lizhen.

Although he couldn't associate Yang Jiong with the former Wang Bo, he had a vague thought, this Yang Jiong must not be the former Wang Bo! Since Wang Bo was fed the pill, there was no trace of him. He searched for more than ten years, and never knew whether Wang Bo was dead or alive.

In order to allow Yang Jiong to fully endure the torture of the Ten Thousand Gods Peeling Pill, Xiahou Ming did not kill him, or even abolish his cultivation. Because the cultivation is abolished, he will die in a short time, and he will not be able to achieve the appreciation effect of Xiahou Ming.

If you let him know that Yang Jiong is Wang Bo, I am afraid that he will regret his original decision, and I can't wait to go back in time.

The strength of Tiandu Mountain ranks first among the three factions, and Xiahou Changqing has always regarded himself as the leader of the three factions. He stood up and saluted and said, "Lord Yang Jiong worked tirelessly to attend the wedding of Xiahou Ming and others, and I welcomed it with three factions and two sects, but I don't know why I want to destroy the wedding?"

Yang Jiong stretched out his hand, and a snow-bright sword light flew over the high platform. The knife is like a dragon, the cold light is pressing, and there is a crisp sound of breaking the sky. All the Yuanying monks and Jindan monks recognized that the knife was a parting hook, which was indestructible in this world, and it was either killed or injured.

Yang Jiong beckoned the parting hook into his hand and said: "How could I come to sabotage the wedding, I can't get used to seeing you beating mandarin ducks to promote the good of Qin and Jin." ”

He looked at Yuanjue's war with Dongfang, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Under his eyes, Yuanjue and Dongfang are like sitting on pins and needles, and they look at Xinru together.

Xinru raised his head and said: "My name is Xinru, and Chang Jing are in love, and I have become a Taoist couple, and I hope that the elders of the two teachers of Buddhism and Taoism will agree." ”

Yuan Jue said with a friendly attitude: "Dare to ask which disciple of the little master is it? In his heart, Xinru was very likely to be the head of a loose cultivator, and he shaved himself to the Buddha wholeheartedly.

"My husband is from the West, and he once made a big fuss at the top of the gods. Chang Jing said proudly.