Long Lin flew up with a knife and shaved off a corner of the stone table, the broken wound was like an open hot pot, and the visible divine source cloud gushed out, and it was like a faint colored silk, floating in a curling way; Long Lin hurriedly picked up the broken corner and buckled it up, transporting the Vermilion Bird firepower, and after a while, it was barely sticking back.

He didn't dare to act rashly anymore, and only asked Cao Hengli to carefully inspect whether there were any special formations, formation eyes, and the like. In the end, nothing came of it.

The group left the Shark Palace rather depressed, allowing He Luo's so-called "Sea Spirit Pearl" to be retracted from his body. Long Bao didn't plan to let her go, and continued to detain her in the small world, planning to explore it when she had a "new idea".

Cui Rutie was not idle for a moment, and used the powder excreted by the ant demons to eat the Wangusen Luo Mu to refine a batch of two-foot-long sticks, one end is slightly round, the other is sharp, and has the characteristics of both sticks and short spears; Long Bao tried to slash a few times with an ordinary spiritual weapon, and the cracks of different depths can slowly heal themselves, just like the skin of a monk, unless it is cut with an artifact like a shaking knife, it needs to be re-smelted.

Long Bao was very satisfied with these sticks, and asked Cui Rutie to make them in large quantities and equip the ant soldiers. He thought that since the raw material of the stick was the feces pulled out by the ant demons, it would be better to name it "Golden Brilliant Stick", but seeing the cold expression on the faces of Mao Chrysanthemum, he rejected the name with a weak heart, "Or, let the eldest master give him a name?"

Long Lin was cultivating the "Heavenly Punishment Technique", and when he heard the name taken by Long Bao, he laughed and said, "Let's call it Sen Luo, make it simple." ”

A few days later, Long Lin unexpectedly received a message from Wei Dali of the Lingxi Sect, saying that Yun Shuihan suddenly visited the Lingxi Sect alone and talked with Li Yong for two days. After Yun Shuihan left, Li Yong suddenly publicly announced the permanent termination of the Taoist relationship with Yun Shuixi.

There was also a side news that shocked Long Lin Long Bao's cheeks numb: Yun Shuihan was going to marry Yun Shuixi.

At first, Long Lin thought that this was Wei Dali's speculation or false rumors, but he didn't expect that he soon received a message from Yun Shuixi, asking him and Long Bao to come to her wedding banquet. The invitation was simple and cold, but it was indeed sent by Yun Shuixi.

Long Bao's first thought was that Yun Shuixi had been coerced in some way. He is different from Long Lin, he is very familiar with Yun Shuixi and Li Yong, and he can be said to understand their nature, he doesn't believe that Yun Shuixi will empathize with Yun Shuihan's "old coffin", although Li Laoyong is not a good bird.

Yun Shuihan's wedding banquet arrangements are like facing a great enemy. The outer layer of Zilan Continent, where the wedding banquet was held, was guarded by layers of armored soldiers, and the outer array seemed to have undergone emergency restructuring, which was different from what had been seen in the air before, and the flowing golden line segments were gone, turning into a kind of vermilion wave that appeared from time to time, showing a very timely festivity; Cao Hengli looked down in the air, and couldn't help but be embarrassed, feeling that Yun Shuihan was really rich and capricious!

After layers of investigation, Long Lin and his entourage finally entered the Shen Yu Hall of Zilan Continent. It is said that this place was originally the sacrificial place of the Great Ying Sect, this time in order to prepare for the wedding, it was urgently renovated, and I heard a few slaves muttering in private, and the angry Yun Shuihan also killed a few "ineffective" subordinates... Hearing this, the people of Long Lin shook their heads secretly.

The whole Zilan Continent is buckled by a transparent semicircular shield, an unreal "night sky" purple light light clouds are rippling, dark silver light clouds fly between the stars, a huge full moon golden wave flows, the Yaotai fairy mirror is generally suspended in the dome, the ice is ethereal, the Chenghua is like frost, as if the immortals under the osmanthus tree can be faintly seen drumming and blowing sheng, dancing to figure out the shadows, it is extremely realistic; one after another meteors gently crossed, making a hiss-hiss-hiss, orange, red, blue, green... It's like a dream.

Cui Rutie looked at it for a moment and said, "It's just a trick, it's useless..."

Long Bao was very envious, there was no one in this beautiful small world, he was very shocked, sighed and said: "Old Cui, you are almost perfect, but unfortunately you have no taste, and you don't have it at all..."

The Shen Yu Hall is majestic and wide, enough to accommodate 100,000 people, and has been arranged into a super large wedding banquet. Long Lin glanced at it and found that there were two thousand tables made of sundial sea wood of various sizes, scattered like stars, exuding a refreshing and intoxicating warmth.

It is said that the sundial sea tree is born alone in a lava estuary somewhere on the bottom of the Great Ying Sea, never sees the sun, is the wood of the yin to the yang, warm in winter, cool in summer; the annual rings in cross-section are like purple swirling galaxies, Chenhui is bright, the fragrance is rich, although it is not as good as the 10,000-year-old golden lotus fragrant wood collected by the Lingbao Pavilion, it is also an extremely rare strange wood, which is actually used as a dinner table here, this luxury makes Long Bao swallow his saliva with envy, and muttered to Long Lin: "I didn't expect the old Yun family to be so wide...". He originally felt a little terrible about this marriage, but when he saw the wealth in front of him like a fairy world, his nervous mind couldn't help but relax, and he secretly thought, it's better than being too good with Li Laoyong, right?

People who cultivate the truth pay attention to wealth and law, and every small realm is a massive consumption. No money, of course, everything is in vain.

Each of the four corners of the main hall has a tall red coral tree, decorated with egg-blue fist-sized night pearls, reflecting the magnificent glow of the main hall, and the fine dust can be seen; each coral tree has a pair of heavy bright spirit birds with strange feathers and heavy eyes, and when they see the snow stained clothes, they flutter their wings and chirp in surprise and flattery. Hu Wangcai poked his snow stained clothes and said, "Hey, these fairy birds seem to be welcoming you!"

Xue Zhanyi proudly raised her delicate and beautiful little nose, snorted and said, "Please remove the word 'fairy'!"

Long Lin paid attention to the guests, most of them were demon cultivators, Terran monks were rare, and the clothes were unfamiliar, I don't know where they came from. What surprised him was that there were actually thirty-seven people in the costumes of the Holy Lotus Sect, and judging from the breath, at least sixteen or seventeen were at the elder level, and there was a familiar face inside: Yi Ruying.

Yi Ruying also recognized Long Bao, and nodded with a smile, which was regarded as a greeting; her gaze wandered on Long Lin for a moment, looking a little confused, after all, Long Lin had changed too much, and he had grown from a thin child to a tall boy, she couldn't confirm it. Her face was still gorgeous, still wearing a fiery red silk shirt, and her complexion was brighter than snow, and she was very conspicuous among the guests, and many male friars were secretly looking at her.

Yun Shuihan was dressed in a big red auspicious suit, wearing a golden silk coil dragon crown, and bowed his hand to the guests who came to congratulate him one by one with a spring breeze on his face, and when he saw Long Lin and his party, his eyebrows jumped imperceptibly, his face was slightly gloomy, and the look of vigilance and jealousy that made Long Bao disgusted swept by. Behind him hung a piece of spiritual treasure in the shape of a jasper chime with a width of one foot, covered with mysterious silver filigree runes, and the spiritual light flickered, I don't know what it was for.

After a while, I saw a beautiful maid curling over, tapping a few times on the jade chime with a milky white stick, making a phoenix chirping in the ruins of Kunlun like the sound of Qingyue, which made people feel clear and clear, and the limbs flowed with indescribable comfort. The waitress said, "The auspicious time has come!"

Yun Shuixi's figure walked out of the back hall and appeared in front of the extremely curious people. She also wore a dazzling red auspicious dress with gold embroidery, but she didn't apply fat powder, her expression was indifferent, and she still wore a white lotus-shaped jade crown on her head - the holy lotus crown of the Holy Lotus Sect, and she didn't wear the golden phoenix crown that covered her face with the pearls of an ordinary bride.

The guests saw that although she was fairy, her eyes were sad on the big day, and her headdress did not change, which was quite nondescript, and they all secretly muttered.

Yun Shui Xi stood facing south, looking at the sky with dew and misty beautiful eyes, and said in a low and clear voice: "Shui Xi is cowardly by nature, since he took charge of the Holy Lotus, he has been weak and inactive, and he has forgotten his danger in peace, causing the Shadow Evil Clan to invade and rebel, and the same door died in the ravine, and the living beings died in the soup fire. The night is dry and peaceful, and it is difficult to chase after regrets. She paused, and shed two lines of tears, which dripped onto the wedding dress.

Most of the guests were illiterate demon cultivators, and they didn't know what she said, but seeing her crying at the wedding banquet, they all felt unlucky, and couldn't help but feel uneasy, and looked at the groom who was staring at Yun Shuixi on the side, the most famous killing god in the Longyuan Continent.

The doting look in Yun Shuihan's eyes surprised everyone, and even Long Bao's little heart jumped and scolded secretly, "Damn, this old coffin..."

Hu Wangcai emotionally transmitted the voice to Mao Chrysanthemum and said: "Chrysanthemum, look, this is true love!"

Mao Juhua glanced at him coldly and snorted.

Yun Shuixi seemed to have no sense of everything outside his body, so he reflected on himself, briefly described the general cause and effect of the defeat against the Stygian Clan, and thought that he was shameless and continued to be the head of the Holy Maiden, and since then he has retired. After speaking, she stretched out her right palm and pinched the magic technique, and the white jade holy lotus crown floated down from the top of her head and landed in the palm of her left hand; A thick black thread poured down from the top of her head, scattered on the sides of her cheeks and back.

Holding the lotus crown in the palm, thousands of green silk float without wind. Her eyes became calm and determined.