The East Kunlun Mountain, which was full of energy, was still beaming before a while, but now it has become silent.

"I want to see who has the courage to ask me to wait for the Sanqingmen people to do the footsteps of that generation!"

For a while, all the guests present only felt a cold killing intent, accompanied by a dull and extremely depressed feeling, which could be dispersed towards the entire square in an instant.

All the saints in the square, as well as all the parties who had old days with Li Qingming, stood up and stared at the void.

"Haha, what's the matter? On a happy day, why do you act like you're facing a great enemy?" Suddenly, a clear laugh came from the greeting procession behind the chariot.

The bear, with a big red flower on his head and a big red saddle bridle on his body, paced out from behind the chariot.

Li Qingming, who was also wearing a red wedding robe, had a smile on the corner of his mouth. Looking at the eyes of everyone, there is a little bit of playful abuse.

Hearing this familiar voice, the momentum of the sky collapsed instantly.

"Quay?" everyone present was stunned. Which one is this singing? Who is getting married? Why is this hook Chen God Li Qingming also wearing a wedding robe.

Sanqing glanced at each other, and said primitively: "Qingmingzi, what do you want to do this time?

Li Qingming smiled and led the team of ridge chiefs down the void.

He first greeted the elders present and the shili who knew each other one by one. Then he pulled up the canopy of the dragon and phoenix, and saw three women sitting in the chariot.

The woman on the left side of the chariot is dressed in a pink Luo skirt. The embroidered purple and red Wanling flowers are blooming one by one. Na's delicate body is dignified and indifferent.

The woman on the right side of the chariot is dressed in a white robe, printed with a white and pink lotus flower. Xinchang's posture is graceful, and the look on her pretty face is extremely holy, like a fairy who has fallen into mortal dust.

The woman sitting in the middle was dressed in a bright red wedding robe, her face was shy and timid, and her big watery eyes were just like the eyes of autumn water.

Guang Chengzi and others peeked in. Oops. I still know them all!

These three women are Li Qingming's mother Li Yanran, his disciple Yulian and Moon God Wangshu.

"Qingmingzi, which one are you singing?" Tongtian scratched his head in doubt. Asked.

Li Qingming smiled and looked at Tongtian. Dao: "The disciple has lived for hundreds of millions of years. I have known Wangshu for many years and have a very strong relationship. Today, on the day of the wedding of Senior Brother Yuding and Senior Sister Jin Ling, I am willing to tie the knot with them. I hope that the master and all the gentlemen will learn from it!"

"Wow!"

The saints are in an uproar, and the beings are in an uproar!

Originally, it was a happy event to explain the two religions, but now it is being inserted by Li Qingming, and one door has become two doors. It's a good story.

"Qingmingzi, this matter is not child's play, have you thought it through?" Hearing Li Qingming's blunt words, he didn't quickly accept it. Instead, he frowned, quietly glanced at Nuwa and Houtu, and asked in a deep voice.

"The disciple has made a decision!" Li Qingming nodded firmly, looking at Wangshu's eyes full of love.

"Okay, I'll be your witness!" Lao Tzu raised his eyebrows and trembled, not caring about the primitive little movements, and raised his voice.

"Brush!"

When Nuwa, Houtu and Xuanming heard this, their faces turned pale, and they only felt that their heads seemed to have been hammered hard, empty, and they couldn't find anything.

"How can you ......" Houtu's eyes were full of tears, and he muttered in his mouth.

Nuwa bit her lips tightly, her eyes were red, and crystal tears swirled back and forth in her big watery eyes.

"Disciple, thank you!" Li Qingming saw the girl with tears in her eyes, but she forcibly endured the slight sourness in her heart, hardened her heart, and didn't look at them.

"Senior Sister Yanran, you are the mother of Qingmingzi, but you can't sit in the lower position!" Lao Tzu looked at Li Yanran, waved his big hand, and a futon appeared on the left side of it: "Sit here!"

"Senior Brother Xie!" Li Yanran nodded slightly, and Ying Ying sat on the futon.

"Xuandu, let's start!" Lao Tzu looked at the quiet crowd and nodded to Xuandu again.

Xuandu floated up, and his red robe flew up. He glanced at all the guests and friends, and said loudly: "This time all the guests and friends are here, my senior brother Qingmingzi and the moon god Wangshu, and the wedding ceremony of the Yuding Zhenren and the Golden Spirit Fairy of the Sect will start now!"

"Buzz!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a monstrous vision flashed out of thin air.

I saw the colorful phoenix dancing in the sky, the dragon soaring, and the colorful aura condensed into lotus flowers, sprinkled in the sky. The entire East Kunlun Mountain suddenly boiled.

Xuandu bowed slightly to the two couples in the square and said softly:

"Worship the great god Pangu and thank the great god for opening the heavens"

Li Qingming took Wangshu's little hand, and Yuding led the soft water of Jin Ling, and bowed deeply towards the endless sky!

"Boom!"

The coercion of heaven and earth is coming to the world, and a breath that seems to come from the Hongmeng era is overwhelming. In the end, it evolved into several golden avenue runes in the void: "Boy, I wish you a happy wedding!"

The huge coercion was fleeting, but what was left to everyone present was shock and horror.

"Is the great god of Pangu still alive?"

"Was it the Great God of Pangu just now?"

How can it not be shocking that a discussion came out of the mouths of the unknown guests, and that the dead suddenly collapsed again?

Of all the people present, except for the saints, only Li Qingming knew it in his heart.

It must be the old man who raised his eyebrows and was disrespectful again. These old immortal chaos gods and demons, apart from raising their eyebrows and being able to arrange Pangu so unscrupulously, who else has the courage to do this.

Shaking his head helplessly, Li Qingming's lips trembled slightly, and he spit out a word.

At the same time, in the distant Zixiao Palace, a clear angry cry sounded: "Old guy with raised eyebrows, can you tell me to save some snacks?"

Hongjun knocked on the chessboard and said, "Fellow Daoist, I said don't engage in these things!"

"Haha, my life is infinite, if I don't have some fun, then I might as well die!" raised his eyebrows and touched his long beard under his chin, and laughed extremely obscenely.

......

As a disciple of a saint, although Xuandu experienced many big scenes, he was still blinded by this scene.

"This Nima is too weird! Pangu God opened the heavens and fell, who doesn't know this? Which one is this singing!" Xuandu woke up from the shock and glanced at Lao Tzu a little confused.

Lao Tzu bowed slightly at Xuandu, signaling that Xuandu was fine.

Surprised and uncertain, he swept the venue of the riot, Xuandu settled down, and suddenly shouted: "Two worships and three Qing saints, thank him for his grace in preaching and teaching!"

Hearing this, the two pairs of beautiful people bowed deeply in the direction of Sanqing on the east side!

Sanqing glanced at each other and smiled happily.

"Boom!"

For a while, the sky was full of fairy sounds, and the strange fragrance of flowers accompanied by golden lotus flowers falling from the sky.

All the guests who attended the meeting only felt that their hearts were calmed down in an instant, and their understanding of the Tao was also more profound.

Everyone understood that this was the blessing laid by the Sanqing sage, so they all bowed in the direction of Sanqing, and shouted: "Sanqing sage is great!" (to be continued......)