Dong Yichen's mind suddenly flashed Jun Hao's words. "The other half of the remnant soul is in a certain location in the southern country, parasitic on a certain person, find him!

"So we have to go to the Southland now. As my father said, the seventh day after my wedding is the time of succession to the throne of our lord!" Yun Yanrou said.

"That's okay......" Several people also agreed.

Dong Yichen was puzzled about another wisp of remnant souls, and said secretly: "Nanguo is so big, let me go there to find it? parasitic on someone, whether it is a man or a woman, I don't know clearly." ”

Yun Yanrou looked at Dong Yichen, he hadn't had time to confess to himself before he could agree, and after thinking about it, he still waited for the matter to pass and mentioned it.

......

......

In the blink of an eye, it was the wedding day.

The streets of the main city are filled with dense people, and the faces of the people are full of joy, the only princess in the south is married, and she will be the person who will be the lord of the basic country in the future, and the so-called momentum is really not a little sloppy.

The Lingjun Brigade was all lined up in a long line, and the Lingjun was covered with red knots. There were dozens of rows of soldiers standing next to them, all armed with weapons, from the main hall to the city gate, there were about tens of thousands of soldiers and so many people, but the main city did not look crowded at all.

The most conspicuous is a red sedan chair headed by it, which is said to be larger than a house and does not seem too much at all, and there are about 100 spirits carrying it below, and there are many strong people next to it. If someone makes trouble at this moment, even if he has wings, I am afraid that he will not be able to survive even a breath, and he will not even have a corpse.

This magnificence is simply breathtaking,

At this moment, they greeted the marriage partner of this time, the eldest prince of the cold and the underworld, "Ye Shuangliu." ”

It is also an extremely great honor to be included in such a country, and I will not feel embarrassed by the man.

Dong Yichen and the others were still sneaking around among the people at this time.

"On the spirit horse next to the wedding sedan chair, the one wearing white armor is an eightfold master of the spirit realm, and the one in the golden armor on the left is a master of the spirit realm!" Yun Yanrou on the side muttered.

"Poof!" Dong Yichen almost didn't recite it in one breath when he heard this, there is only one master of such a realm in the entire Eastern Land, and that is Meng Wei's mother, Meng Ziqing. If it weren't for the battle of the evil spirits, the strength of the Eastern Land would have been basically stripped of its bones. "It deserves to be the largest national capital. Yi Lingyun said quietly.

"Do you know how many there are in the entire southern realm of the Void Spirit Realm?" Yun Yanrou said.

"How much?"

"Fifteen. There is a big sect in the southern country called "Xuantian Sect", and there is also a master of the Eight Realms of the Imperial Spirit Realm who is currently in retreat and has been in retreat for more than eighty years. Yun Yanrou said.

"So in such a good capital, your father will inherit the throne of the country to you, won't anyone oppose it?" Zhang Xiyu said in a low voice.

"That's the problem. My father has always been partial to me, so the succession to the throne of the country has caused dissatisfaction among many people. Especially my elder brothers......" Yun Yanrou said as she looked at a familiar face in the distance, the second brother who loved her the most, and others had deceived her with this appearance a few days ago. Now he was worried, and on the day of the great joy, there was not the slightest joy on his face.

"I see!"

"Take advantage of the chaos now, let's find an opportunity to sneak into the main hall of the southern kingdom!" A few people were just about to leave, but they heard the sound of wooden fish and the sound of bells.

A man in a black robe walked to the front of the crowd with a dozen monks, which is a custom, for fear that the man will bring bad luck along the road, so he needs to be baptized by Buddhism, and he will wash away the bad luck for a while.

Dong Yichen suddenly stopped, looked at it, and several people also stopped for him. "What is this doing?"

"Catch the wind and wash the dust, that black-robed man is the sacrificial cloud of our main temple. Yun Yanrou said.

Renyun was just doing some ghostly movements, reciting some incomprehensible sentences, and the staff in his hand was moving around, with a series of spiritual patterns drawn out, and read: "Today we have invited the saints in the largest Shengyun Buddha Temple in the south to pick up the wind and wash the dust for the husband of our future lord!"

"Oh Buddha Mita. The poor monk's name is not true, and he is hereby invited to wash away the dust and retreat from bad luck for the future lord and husband of the country!"

Renyun also bowed slightly before the exam and said: "The time and place are coming, and I hope that Master Wuzhen will quickly chant the scriptures for baptism, don't miss the opportunity!"

Wuzhen put his hands together, and a string of brown Buddhist beads hung at the intersection of the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and after bowing slightly, he turned to the monk disciples behind him and said: "The auspicious time has come, and I hope that all the junior disciples will recite the "Book of Changes" to wash away their bad luck!"

The dozen or so disciples only bowed slightly, and then sat cross-legged, with a wooden fish standing in front of them, holding a flat mouth in one hand and chanting scriptures.

"What's so nice about a group of monks?" Yun Yanrou pulled the corner of Dong Yichen's clothes.

"I didn't expect that there would be Buddhism in your southern country. Yi Lingyun said. "Of course there is, you also have it in the east, but there are relatively few Buddhist beliefs that take Buddha as the cultivation, and the power of the Shengyun Buddha Temple in the south is not weaker than that of Xuantian Sect. Merely...... The southern kingdom is relatively unified, unlike you who draw the ground as a prison, each according to its own needs!" Yun Yanrou said.

"If nothing else, this Wuzhen is the other half of your remnant soul, absorbing him can impact the Psychic Tribulation and become the Ten Thousand Souls Realm, at least up to the fifth level of the Ten Thousand Souls Realm...... It can even regulate the chaotic aura in your body, and the most important thing is that it will not be easily controlled by Gu Tianmo's guy. From now on, I can also have the power to form a soul body and teach you to become a master of refining!" Jun Hao's voice read.

"This matter is still being talked about later...... Now that he is there, it is so easy!"

"Yichen?Yichen?" Zhang Xiyu shouted a few words and patted him on the shoulder.

Dong Yichen came back to his senses and smiled: "I didn't expect that there would be a Buddha cultivator in this cultivation, I have seen it for a long time!"

"What do you think? Most of our spiritual beings have Taoist beliefs, but after the changes of the times, spiritual people have gradually begun to fade away from the strong Taoist culture! There are relatively few Buddhist cultivators......

While talking, there were 10,000 white spirit steeds flying far away in the sky, and their momentum was impressive. They finally landed outside the city, led by a white spirit steed covered with red satin, on which was sitting Ye Shuangliu wearing red clothes, his face was slightly pointed monkey cheeks, when he heard this rippling Buddhist scriptures, he felt a little dizzy, and his face was slightly pale.

Dong Yichen also happened to see this subtle scene in three steps and turned around, "Is this guy who once kidnapped you?" Yun Yanrou nodded, and also squinted back slightly.

"What kind of vision did your father let you marry such an old guy?" Dong Yichen was also a little angry.

"Why don't I marry you?" Yun Yanrou just smiled playfully, and then quickened her pace. Dong Yichen just muttered: "If you want to marry, I am willing to marry"

At this moment, the "Yunyanrou" on the sedan chair just grabbed the armrests on both sides tightly, and this Buddhist scripture made him uncomfortable, and even felt that his face was a little bit cracked.

His eyebrows were only slightly raised, and he said in a loud voice: "The Buddhist scriptures of the monks will end here, the next type of ritual will be carried out on the Great Sacrifice Sima, don't let these distinguished guests from all over the world wait too tired!"

"But ......"

"No, but!"

Ren Yun forced a smile, bowed slightly, folded his hands, and said, "The scriptures of the saints can be described as wonderful. The princess speaks...... That's it!"

Wuzhen just opened his eyes, slowly got up and folded his hands and said, "In this way, the poor monk will also retreat!" and then left with the ten monks and disciples.

Qing Mu and Ye Feiyu each wore masks, and they were also standing on a tall building looking at this twilight. And Qing Mu's expression was looking at the back of a gradually disappearing figure, looking left and right and missing, and did not see Zhang Xiyu and others.

"Are you looking for your friend?" Ye Feiyu suddenly asked.

Qing Mu nodded, "Presumably they may have disguised their faces, I saw their wanted portraits in the city!"

"Your friend is very witty, and we will be able to enter the main hall of the Southern Kingdom in a moment!"

"That's right...... I just found out that Xinlang seems to be a little afraid of this sutra and Dharma?" Qing Mu said.