I don't know how long I slept this time, but when Jian Qingyu gradually regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes, what came into his eyes was a dark and empty stone room. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The stone chamber was surrounded by fine iron, and his hands and feet were locked, and he couldn't move.

Sensing his situation, Jian Qingyu's complexion changed slightly, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and he hurriedly used the innate qi in his body, wanting to break these chains that bound him.

"What's going on?"

Jian Qingyu's heart sank again, and he suddenly found that his dantian qi sea was actually isolated by a crimson light, and no matter how he operated the magic technique, the innate qi in his dantian did not react!

"The Seal of the Spirit Casting Master!"

Jian Qingyu clearly felt that not only was the aura that sealed his dantian extremely vast and pure, but even his own Mud Pill Palace was sealed by a spiritual sense, and the person who cast the seal must be a master of the Spirit Casting Period!

Immediately, Jian Qingyu hurriedly began to operate the cultivation method of the "Shura Body", gradually eating away at that vast and pure power, and at the same time, the spiritual sense began to continuously impact the spiritual seal of the Mud Pill Palace!

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the door opening came, Jian Qingyu hurriedly collected his skills, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the person who came in, couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and said in surprise: "Zhenluo?

"Sword Qingyu!"

Zhenluo smiled slightly, walked into the stone room with his hands in his hands, looked around, and said with a smile: "Tut-tut, senior brother is good to you!"

"Brother Yang is full of boxing, but he can't afford it!"

Jian Qingyu smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know how I can be here?"

"Well, you really have to thank Senior Brother, you killed the master and betrayed the sect, if it wasn't for Senior Brother to take him in, I'm afraid you would have been broken into thousands of pieces!"

Zhen Luo chuckled and said, "You also have to thank the Cloud Palace Lord for coming to the rescue and bringing you to the Dao Gate!"

The smile on Jian Qingyu's face gradually disappeared, and her brows furrowed slightly, it turned out that after she was unconscious, she actually fell into Yun Su'er's hands, and then she handed it over to Daomen!

"However, the person you should be most grateful for should be that Yunqing Yangyun girl!"

A sneer appeared on Zhen Luo's face: "I think if it weren't for that, she wouldn't have agreed so readily to marry Senior Brother immediately!"

"What did you say!"

Jian Qingyu's face changed, his eyes widened, he glared at Zhen Luo angrily, and said sharply: "Who wants to marry Yang Xuying!"

Zhenluo also seemed to be taken aback by Jian Qingyu's reaction, and was slightly stunned, then showed a bright smile, and said, "Naturally, I'm talking about the 'No. 1 Beauty in Kyushu', Yun Qingyang of the Xuannu Ice Palace!"

As he spoke, Zhenluo leaned closer to Jian Qingyu and chuckled, "What, aren't you very familiar with her? Don't you know that she is our senior brother's fiancée?"

"Impossible! No! Qingyang will never marry Yang Xuying! You lie to me! You don't want to lie to me...... Don't try to lie to me......"

Jian Qingyu said angrily, his body kept struggling, but all over his body was tightly bound by the dark iron chains, and he couldn't move, let alone break free!

"Impossible?"

Zhen Luo slowly straightened up, looked down at Jian Qingyu, and sneered: "Do you think she will marry you?

"You don't want to lie to me...... Don't try to lie to me......"

Jian Qingyu was still unheard, his mouth kept chattering, his body kept struggling, and on his wrists and ankles, blood marks had already appeared!

"Jian Qingyu, you should be sober and sober!hahaha!"

Looking at Jian Qingyu's dejected appearance, Zhenluo's face sneered, laughed loudly, and walked out of the stone room quickly!

After muttering for a long time, the look of loss in Jian Qingyu's eyes gradually faded, and a resolute light that had not appeared for a long time gradually rose in his eyes!

"Qingyang, I will definitely break out, I will definitely save you, and I will definitely not let you marry Yang Xuying's ......"

Jian Qingyu thought of the scene on the hillside and the green silk agreeing to each other, slowly closed his eyes, his heart was divided into two uses, and he frantically mobilized his spiritual sense, constantly impacting the spiritual sense ban in the Mud Pill Palace, and at the same time quickly running the cultivation method of the "Shura Body".

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May 16, the day of great luck.

Early in the morning, representatives of the major families and sects in Kyushu arrived at Daomen one after another to congratulate Daomen Yang Xuying and Xuannu Binggong Yun Qingyang on their wedding!

On the stone steps of the mountain of Daomen Ascending Peak, from early morning to noon, the flow of people is endless, and there is a joy!

Shura Pagoda and his party, the three major sects and seven great families in the Kyushu Continent, a full five family patriarchs fell here, and the masters of other parties also suffered heavy casualties, and the Kyushu Continent was full of sorrow.

After the funeral, the states on the mainland turned from sadness to joy, and the young disciples of the major families and sects took over, and a generation of new people replaced the old.

coincided with the great joy of Daomen Yang Xuying, and these new princes naturally came to congratulate each other with generous gifts, and gathered here to show Kyushu!

Therefore, the wedding of Yang Xuying and Yun Qingyang this time is not far behind the martial arts conference!

Dengtian Peak was lively and festive, and the stone chamber where Jian Qingyu was held was naturally several times more lively than before.

Outside the stone room, the disciples of the Daomen guards drank wine and ate meat, chatting freely, but in the stone room, Jian Qingyu was at an emergency juncture.

After more than ten days of continuous impact, Jian Qingyu finally took the lead in breaking through the spiritual knowledge ban of the Mud Pill Palace.

Subsequently, Jian Qingyu absorbed and refined the aura of heaven and earth with his spiritual sense, turned into innate qi to impact the ban in the dantian, and at the same time ran the cultivation method of the "Shura Body", encroached on the ban, and attacked inside and outside, it took more than ten days, and finally the ban was about to be broken!

Suddenly, outside the stone room, the noise stopped abruptly and quickly quieted down, and then the door of the stone room was quickly opened, and five black-clothed masked men appeared at the door!

"Young Master Yuqing!"

A black-clothed masked man looked at Jian Qingyu and called softly.

As soon as his words fell, Jian Qingyu suddenly opened his eyes, and a fierce aura erupted, turning into sword rays and shooting out in all directions!

The five black-clothed masked people were startled and hurriedly dispersed to dodge.

The sword light dissipated, but the aura around Jian Qingyu's body continued to rise, and a rich crimson golden light enveloped his body, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a huge crimson golden light sword!

"Click......"

The dark iron chains that bound the sword and green jade began to crack, as if the ice on the water was constantly shattering, and in the stone room, a crisp "click" sound echoed!

But no one paid attention to the crisp voice, and the eyes of the five black-clothed masked men were all focused on the sword Qingyu with a fierce aura, and their eyes were full of horror!

"Open!"

Jian Qingyu roared, and the innate qi around his body erupted, and the red gold light was full of light, and the dark iron chain was suddenly torn apart!

Shattering the Xuantie chains, Jian Qingyu's flushed face quickly turned pale, and the fierce aura around his body quickly weakened, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Young Master Yuqing!"

A black-clothed masked man led by him hurriedly stepped forward and held Jian Qingyu.

"You are?"

Jian Qingyu was silent, and his breath quickly stabilized, but his face was still a little pale, and his eyes looked at the black-clothed masked man who was holding him suspiciously.

"I'm Lin Yao!"

The black-clothed masked man took off his scarf, revealing Lin Yao's familiar face, and then covered it again!

"Uncle Lin asked you to come?"

A smile appeared on Jian Qingyu's face, and then she seemed to remember something, and even asked, "When will Yang Xuying and Yun Qingyang get married?"

"Hmm!"

Lin Yao saw that Jian Qingyu's words changed, and he actually asked Yang Xuying and Yun Qingyang about the day of their marriage, and couldn't help but be stunned, and said softly: "It's today!"

"What!"

Jian Qingyu's face changed, and he suddenly broke free of Lin Yao, and his figure flashed, and he rushed out of the stone room!

"Young Master Yuqing!"

Lin Yao saw Jian Qingyu leaving, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted, chasing out of the stone room, but Jian Qingyu's figure was no longer visible!

On the peak, red knots are hung everywhere, the popularity is at its peak, and it is full of joy!

Daomen is true, his identity is extraordinary, not only is he extremely talented and suave, but he is also the only son of Daomen Master Fa Yun, and he is also the disciple of Daomen Immortal Ancestor Daohong Zhenren, and the indisputable senior brother of Daomen!

Xuannu Ice Palace is also the oldest sect in the Kyushu continent, Yun Qingyang is Yun Suer's favorite disciple, and is also known as the "first beauty in Kyushu", the two got married, and it is naturally a grand event that all the masters in Kyushu flock to!

In the inner hall of the main hall, the three major sects and the masters of the seven great families are accompanying Daohong to drink and feast, and Daohong also seems quite happy, and he does not refuse to toast the wine, and the atmosphere is quite harmonious.

"The auspicious time has arrived, please newcomer!"

At this moment, in the main hall, Fa Xuan's loud voice was transmitted and transmitted to the inner hall.

Daohong, who was drinking, heard this, smiled, put down his wine glass, stood up, left the inner hall, and walked towards the main hall, and everyone hurriedly followed.

"The auspicious time has arrived, please newcomer!"

Fa Xuan's voice fell, and at the entrance of the main hall, a white-clothed Taoist priest hurriedly raised his true qi and answered aloud in the direction of the square.

"The auspicious time has arrived, please newcomer!"

Immediately afterwards, standing outside the main hall, the white-clothed Taoist priest on the edge of the square said loudly in the direction of the mountain.

After singing three times, the sound reverberates, spreading farther and farther, the lively climbing peak suddenly quieted down, the sound of the bell chime slowly sounded, and the solemn and joyful music spread throughout the entire climbing peak.