The atmosphere in the room was very awkward, Xuanyuan Huanyu looked at Sikong Suqing, but found that the other party's eyes were full of approval, he knew that this woman was hopeless, and that kind of look was like he looked at the purple-clothed woman of the succubus clan a few days ago, and it was definitely fallen.

He looked at Jiang Tianyu with a look of daring to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and sighed softly: "Brother Lin, I have a gift for you!"

The golden light flashed in Xuanyuan Huanyu's hand, and a set of heaven-level high-grade spiritual weapons appeared, which was the same as the complete set of spiritual weapons he had worn before, except that there were no exaggerated dragon-shaped carvings, and the style was a little simpler, but the power was not weakened at all.

"Brother Lin! I know that these things outside the body are not enough to repay you for saving your life, but just a little heart, please accept it!"

Sikong Suqing and Jiang Tianyu looked at Xuanyuan Huanyu in surprise, who would think that the complete set of top-level heaven-level spiritual weapons was just a mere gift, this time Xuanyuan Huanyu really invested enough.

Lin Xiuqi didn't refuse, took the spirit weapon and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Xuanyuan for your kindness, but I'll be disrespectful!"

Seeing that his method had eased the atmosphere, Xuanyuan Huanyu continued: "Senior Brother Lin, on the 4th of next month, the four major academies will have a martial arts competition, are you ready?"

"I just heard about this this morning, so it shouldn't have anything to do with me as a new student!"

Xuanyuan Huanyu was stunned for a moment, looked at Sikong Suqing, and Sikong Suqing said slightly apologetically: "It was my negligence that I forgot to inform my junior brother that you will conduct an internal selection within the academy at the end of this month, the specific form has not yet been determined, and all students who have reached the Xuanye cultivation can participate! Senior brother must not miss it!"

"President, I heard Xiao Gong say that this chance seems to be related to a family that has disappeared, right?"

"Well, this family is extremely mysterious, although it has disappeared, there are still many legends about this family in the immortal cultivation world, of course, there is no way to verify whether it is true or false, but it is better not to discuss the matter about this family in public!"

Xuanyuan Huanyu echoed: "That's right! This family is a taboo in the world of cultivating immortals, this time the reward of the four major academies competition is to enter a cultivation treasure left by this family, it is said that it is specially built to cultivate young monks, which is not only not dangerous, but also greatly improves the strength and cultivation, the last time it was opened was many years ago, if you miss this opportunity, you will definitely regret it for life!"

"Yes! Such a chance to present this world also responds to the signs of great prosperity in the immortal cultivation world, if you can enter there to cultivate, you will definitely become one of the leaders of this era, of course, this competition will definitely be more dangerous than any previous time!"

A few people chatted about the things in the land of chance, and then discussed some strange things in the immortal cultivation world, and by the way, they exchanged their cultivation experiences, and before they knew it, it was night.

The noisy sound of musical instruments came from far and near, Lin Xiuqi knew that it was the arrival of the welcoming procession, the four of them left the room, and found that the Diman tribe was full of lights, and everyone stood in front of the gate of the village neatly lined up in two rows, leaving a road from the main gate to the center.

Zhai Lele had already changed into a bride's costume and sat on a high platform erected in the center of Dazhai.

Lin Xiuqi looked at Zhai Lele in a daze, the other party's outfit did not surprise him, but surprised him very much.

At this time, Zhai Lele was wearing a dress woven of red yarrow, which looked like a full-body covered robe, with a delicate garland on her head, and a few feathers of unknown spirit birds, and her face was painted with various oil paints with many lines of unknown meaning, and her exposed hands and feet were painted with white paint, completely dressed as a savage of a primitive tribe.

On the other hand, the other people were dressed up neatly and decently, Lin Xiuqi thought to himself, isn't the protagonist of the wedding a couple of newlyweds?

As the sound of the instruments grew louder and louder, the procession arrived, and it was not the groom who walked in the front, but two men dressed in black fur and wearing the skulls of a bull, a man and a woman, who were dancing with something resembling a spirit flag in their hands.

Lin Xiuqi whispered to himself: "How can there be a dancing god?"

There was no Gu Xiaoman in the team, but Silva stood at the front of the team, and entered Dazhai under the attention of everyone in the Di Man tribe.

Listening to the sound of kissing from afar, there are not many people in the team, except for the two dancers in front and a large number of musicians behind them, there are only 9 people in the kissing team.

As soon as everyone entered Dazhai they stopped advancing, only two dancers stepped on a unique beat, dancing all the way to Zhai Lele's body, they circled around her a few times, chanting words in their mouths, and used the spirit flag in their hands to cross Zhai Lele's head, shoulders, arms and other places, and then went around a few times, Zhai Lele followed the two down the high platform.

With every step she took, a flame would ignite on the floor she walked, and when she completely stepped down the platform, the platform burned down in an instant.

Although the scene looked prosperous, Lin Xiuqi didn't understand the meaning of this at all, did he mean that I was gone, leaving only a ruin?

Not long after, Zhai Lele joined with the two of them and the kissing team, and the people of the Diman tribe also left Dazhai with the 9 people in front, and Lin Xiuqi followed everyone to join the team of sending relatives in a daze.

After everyone walked out of the gate, Silva took out a pillar-shaped spiritual weapon, which was engraved with strange patterns and patterns, as well as several strange masks, which were the totem poles handed down by the Li Barbarian tribe, and at the same time, this turned out to be a flying barbarian weapon, which could accommodate thousands of people.

Everyone climbed the giant pillar and headed towards the Li Man tribe, and it was predictable that the speed of this barbarian weapon was very slow, and it took more than an hour to reach the Li Man tribe.

At this time, the scene of the Liman tribe is completely different from the Diman tribe, the torches are lit around the big village, there is a red yarrow paving in front of the walled gate, from the walled gate to a small square set up in the central position, there are two people standing on both sides of the red grass carpet with torches every short distance, and the village is full of tables and stone piers that are placed.

Everyone stopped in front of the red grass carpet in front of the walled gate, the crowd dispersed, and the two dancers took Zhai Lele to step on the red grass road and walked forward slowly.

The dancer is still treading the unique beat, and Zhai Lele slowly follows step by step, her face covered with oil paint, and she can't see what her mood is.

None of the people of the two tribes stepped on the red grass road, but entered the village along the gap next to it, and sat in front of the tables along the edge of the village.

The elders and young are orderly, the elders sit near the central square, the juniors sit in the back, Lin Xiuqi and the other four people sat at the front under the leadership of Silva, and sat at the same table with Gu Hongjian, Zhai Yixiao and others, not only these two tribes, but also people from many other tribes came to congratulate.

Lin Xiuqi saw Gu Xiaoman standing on the central square, he was dressed similarly to Zhai Lele, he was also dressed in red yarrow clothes, his face was also painted with various colors of oil paint, and his head was full of spirit birds' feathers.

There is a huge bonfire in the center of the square, and there is a barefoot man wearing a cloak and a mask standing around the bonfire, his outfit is similar to but different from the newlyweds, his body is covered with oil paint, but the straw robe on his body is not red, but divided into seven colors, it looks like a humanoid spirit animal, but judging from the breath, this person is Wu Xinhe.

Zhai Lele followed the two dancers to the square, standing beside Gu Xiaoman, the two looked at each other, although they couldn't see their expressions clearly, they could see a trace of joy and relief from each other's expressions, the two dancers began to dance around the bonfire, Wu Xinhe said something in his mouth, and from time to time sprinkled some powder into the bonfire, the bonfire began to change color, and the color kept changing.

In Lin Xiuqi's opinion, maybe this was just a magic bonfire party, but none of the thousands of people sitting below were talking, and everyone was waiting for something solemnly.

The ceremony lasted for nearly an hour, Wu Xinhe suddenly shouted, shouted a few words in an unknown language, and everyone below got up together, knelt in place and bowed in the direction of the bonfire, even Sikong Suqing and Xuanyuan Huanyu were no exception, Lin Xiuqi naturally followed the villagers to complete the ceremony.

Everyone bowed to the bonfire three times, got up and took their seats again, at this time, everyone's faces showed happy smiles, Lin Xiuqi thought to himself, could it be a descendant of Zoroastrianism! No! The location is too different!

A couple of newcomers stood staring at each other, Wu Xinhe was still muttering in an incomprehensible language, holding the spirit flag in his hand and dangling between the two, not knowing what he was doing.

At this time, Sikong Suqing secretly glanced at Lin Xiuqi beside her, and instantly blushed, she looked at Gu Xiaoman and Zhai Lele in the square, and there was a hint of expectation in her eyes, reflecting the surrounding firelight, which looked extremely beautiful.

Many people around noticed Sikong Suqing's strange expression, and at the same time, they also looked at each other's expressions with a stupid look.

So beautiful!

Sikong Suqing's appearance far surpassed that of any woman present, just a shy smile stole Zhai Lele's limelight, but unfortunately, Lin Xiuqi, who was close at hand, was unconscious, and he just kept asking a question in his heart.

What did the Wu seniors say! Do you dare to let me understand a little too!

Wu Xinhe suddenly roared, and the spirit flag in his hand burst out like fireworks, and the spiritual light gradually drifted away, instantly turning into tens of thousands of colorful fireflies, evenly scattered in the village, like natural lights.

In just an instant, Gu Xiaoman and Zhai Lele's outfits also changed, and the grass clothes and grass skirts on the two of them turned into snow-white light yarn at some point, and the oil paint on their bodies and the lines on their faces all disappeared.

Gu Xiaoman showed a handsome and resolute face, his expression was very gentle, Zhai Lele was delicate and unparalleled, there was no trace of haze in his eyes, and everyone knew that for the two of them, this was the best ending.

Lin Xiuqi subconsciously looked at Zhai Youzhi who was not far away, and found that the other party was really secretly wiping his tears, although Zhai Ao on the side kept comforting, he couldn't hide his excited look.

Lin Xiuqi is an only child, to be exact, an adopted only child, he grew up in the city, and he doesn't know the feeling of being a brother and sister, at this moment, although he is happy for Gu Xiaoman, he can't understand Zhai Youzhi's emotions.

He unconsciously paid attention to Jiang Tianyu's appearance, and found that the other party's expression was extremely complicated, including a trace of sadness, a trace of envy, a trace of unwillingness, a trace of remorse, a trace of helplessness, and a faint joy infected by the atmosphere of the scene.

"Huh~~~"

Just as he was sighing, he only heard everyone shouting, and before he could react, everyone cheered in unison, and it seemed that the ceremony was almost over.

The process that follows is very similar to that of a mortal wedding, with a couple beginning to toast.