In a hidden corner on the side of the Sword Tablet, Xia Jie sat in the long pavilion drinking tea.

Next to him were Wen Chou and Mu Bodhisattva, one introducing him to the background of the characters who came to congratulate, and the other waiting for the arrival of the convoy suspected to be Shakti.

After a while, the crowd had already walked for almost half of the time, and Wen Chouchou corresponded to the list, before he raised his head and said, "Helper, those people are the sect masters and protectors of the Blue Moon Sect, and behind him are the people from Los Angeles." ”

Hearing this, Xia Jie picked up the teacup, took a sip, and greeted casually.

"Is it already here? Mud Bodhisattva, it's time for you to get out of the horse. ”

"Yes, helper."

The mud bodhisattva stood up slightly, looked at the sword tablet with a concentrated gaze, and saw that several people in this team were all women with good postures, and he also suddenly changed color.

Around the Sword Tablet, several people dressed in dark blue clothes were walking towards the mountain, and the leader was the maid he had seen that day, but the figure behind him, although he was deep and wore a white background gold silk mask on his face, it was not difficult to see from her skeleton and body that this was also a woman.

He didn't look at it much, and turned his head instantly, "It's her." Although she covered her face, she did have that sense of qi involvement, if the helper asked her to uncover her face, I could see her face, and I could determine whether this person was an unknown ancestor. ”

Xia Jie really thought that the person who came here was Emperor Shakti, but he didn't expect it to be just a Luo Immortal, and he also knew the identity of this woman very clearly, this person was the Heavenly Gate Divine Mother and the apprentice of Emperor Shakti.

He shook his head and sighed, disappointed, "Then it's not him." ”

"Really?"

The mud bodhisattva couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard his denial, and then he hesitated and said, "Although this person is not the person you are looking for, the qi in her body is indeed deeply involved with Nameless and that messenger, if I am asked to give her an order, maybe there will be other gains." ”

The other catches?

Xia Jie suddenly woke up in his mind, yes, he didn't touch Luo Xian before, and it was only out of the mind of Emperor Shakti, this is a madman who has lived for two thousand years, and the life of a mere disciple is meaningless to him at all, whether it is persecution or threat, it has no effect.

Moreover, even if the person who captured the Heavenly Gate forced the whereabouts of Emperor Shakti, it was useless, he had lived for so many years, how could he not know the truth of the three caves of the cunning rabbit?

It is not advisable to scare the snake, only to settle the situation in one fell swoop!

And now the situation is different, the mud bodhisattva may be able to find out the trace of Emperor Shakti through Luo Xian's fate, after all, Luo Xian is the only disciple of Emperor Shakti's generation, and naturally has a lot to do with him.

Xia Jie looked at Luo Xian and his entourage, who were slowly climbing the mountain, and asked in a low voice to the mud bodhisattva as if he didn't understand.

"You mean, there's something connected to Shakti in her? Is this qi machine so evil? ”

The corners of the mud bodhisattva's mouth grinned, looking at feng shui, this is his housekeeping skill, regardless of the number of days numerology, just with a pair of eyes, he almost didn't miss it.

He explained with a smile: "Ordinary people's qi is single, and other people may not have such a strange sight. It is very likely that it is because of her martial arts, so her energy is faintly filled with the breath of others, just like a branch of a river, and the water quality is mostly similar to the source. ”

"Martial arts?!"

Xia Jie suddenly thought that this Luo Immortal's cultivation was the Sacred Heart Recipe compiled by Emperor Shakti in combination with the Hundred Martial Arts and his own phoenix blood!

The martial arts pattern of a thousand years ago is far from being comparable to what it is now, and if you want to say what wonderful abilities this "Sacred Heart Formula" has, I'm afraid no one can say clearly.

"It seems that this Luo Xian is still a breakthrough!"

……

At this moment, the sword tablet leads to the stone steps of the Tianxia Hall.

Luo Cheng and his group of four people were slowly walking up with a group of people in front of them, and behind them, there were several people from another sect, and the stairs next to them were full of martial artists with weapons.

The maid in front of Luo Xian frowned and muttered in a low voice,

"My lord, this world will be really interesting, there are all small fish and shrimp to entertain us along the way, and there is such a ladder for us to walk up step by step."

Her voice was very low, but there were people around her who were full of energy, so everyone could hear it clearly.

Luo Xian chuckled, his footsteps did not stop, looking at the gangs on both sides and the few people of the Blue Moon Sect who did not turn their heads in front, and said slowly,

"This is exactly what people want you to know, from the world will go to the world, we will go up step by step, why not be a little soft? Look below, those people can't get up with their heads squeezed, and they walk on it, don't they feel glorious no matter how tired they are? ”

Hearing Luo Xian say so bluntly, the group in front of him seemed to have been pierced in the face, suddenly tightened, coughed twice, and then accelerated his pace and walked up vigorously.

The maid looked at the gradually smaller figure in front of her in a daze, and repeatedly couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

"So that's the case, isn't it true that those who are willing to take this road mean that their hearts have softened? And isn't it even more meaningful that they are running so fast? ”

"Of course, you are this age, and if you put more attention to these, you can already see it, instead of only knowing how to serve others all day long."

Luo Xian spread her hands, indicating that the other party's hundreds of years of experience were not as good as her, a little girl who had lived for decades.

"Alright, alright."

The maid's face suddenly couldn't hold back, she pulled Luo Xian's sleeve, ignored the coquettish smiles of the other two maidservants behind her, and walked up again and again, urging, "Let's go up quickly, don't you still have something to do." ”

Their team are all Luo Xian's cronies, and they are all disciples cultivated by Tianmen, so they don't have to deliberately avoid anything when they speak.

By the time they reached the pinnacle of the Tianshan Mountains, the majestic hall was already full of people, although only more than a dozen leaders of the forces gathered here, but with a few of their relatives and disciples, the number exceeded a hundred.

Wudang Shaolin, Wushuang City Luocheng, Blue Moon Sect King Kong Gate, etc. all have a place in the hall, and there are delicious delicacies on the table, cinnamon wine and pepper syrup, and the specifications are extremely high.

And the protagonist of the marriage, Bu Yunyun Nie Feng, Yu Chuchu's second dream is also impressively listed, and he is receiving the blessings of the guests in the lobby of His Royal Highness, Nie Ren King and Sword Emperor, Bu Qingtian and Yu Yue are nameless, and they are also seated at the head seat.

In the entire world, it can be said that there are many masters, and the momentum is compelling. Those who are slightly weaker in skill feel uncomfortable standing in the hall, after all, being watched by the powerhouses of the four Dao realms, as well as the two groom officials who are approaching the Dao realm, this feeling is like falling into a tiger's cage, which makes people break out in a cold sweat behind their backs.

After receiving a continuous compliment, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng were already sweating profusely, feeling even more tiring than comparing them with their masters.

Seeing this, Xia Jie stood up in a timely manner to congratulate the two pairs of newcomers, and then let Nie Renwang, Wen Chouchou and others come on the stage, or openly or secretly pulled some people to collude with each other, and he himself took it out and coldly looked at the reaction of the audience.

The things between the banquets are roughly the same process, and it is already past noon after one set is finished. Fortunately, the feast continued, and every once in a while the food and drinks were replaced, and everyone continued to eat and drink.

The situation in the hall is divided into two extremes, like Xia Jie and the First Evil Emperor, the main seat where nameless people sit, the people who toast can't withstand the pressure of a group of strong people, unless they walk over by themselves, otherwise no one dares to persuade them to drink, so it also seems to be cleaner.

Several people were also happy, on this festive day, they could talk to each other about the married life of Jingyun and Nie Feng for a while, and of course they didn't want others to disturb them.

Xia Jie also means this, after all, compared to the two Fengyun in the original plot, whose wives were separated and their families were ruined, this kind of stable and harmonious future is what he expects to see.

"Pay more attention to those two, if we can't give a clear answer before we decide to do it, we don't need them to give it again!"

While drinking wine, Xia Jie whispered to Wen Chouchou beside him, of course, most of his eyes were still on Luo Xian and his party.

He felt that he forced her to uncover her face at the wedding banquet, and the movement was too big, and it also swept away the interest and face of the marriage.

Therefore, he has been standing still, preparing to wait for Luo Xian and his party to go down the mountain and leave, and then suddenly attack and capture her directly.

"It's the gang leader, you must pay more attention to the ugly!"

Wen Chou's ugly little face was flushed, but over the years, he had eaten three blood Bodhi and practiced martial arts, although he was not a master, but this wine could be roughly suppressed, and he was not afraid of mistakes.

Then he ran over with the flask and blended in with the mass of fake drunks.

"Master, brother, disciple must toast you this cup." Bu Jingyun's face was flushed with drinking, holding a wine glass, and he leaned over with Nie Feng.

Of course, with their cultivation, they can suppress their drinking, but at this moment it is the time to be happy, and if they want to suppress it, they have to wait until the cave room to suppress it.

"Master, Feng'er also wants to respect you, if you hadn't made a move back then, let alone the wedding with Meng, now let alone the wedding with Meng, even the disciple's family would ......" Nie Feng also choked with tears in his eyes, half excited, half remembrance.

When he grew up, of course, he also understood some of the secrets of the year, although now Yan Ying is dedicated to running the family and never going out, but the terrible consequences of abandoning her family and children back then, and even letting Xiongba almost kill Nie Renwang, made Nie Feng recall these things every time he recalled these things over the years, and he was afraid, he was deeply grateful to his master.

"Okay, on the big day, what do you cry like?"

Xia Jie immediately raised his hand to stop the two of them crying, took the wedding wine offered by the two, and drank it all after clinking glasses.

After putting down the wine glass, he patted Fengyun's shoulder vigorously and encouraged, "The bright future is yours, carry the burden and move forward, don't mention these old things again." As long as you live well, all these years of hard work as a teacher have not been in vain. ”

Hearing this, every scene that Xia Jie had taught them over the years suddenly appeared in front of them, thinking that the master had never asked for anything in return for his dedication, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng couldn't help but be moved in their hearts, and their eyes were full of tears.

"Master......"