I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 415 Chapter 419
Near dusk, the sun is setting.

The wedding banquet was a bit late from the official time, and after a while, an old monk held a Buddhist bead in his hand, frowning slightly, as if hesitating for something.

Immediately afterwards, the bridegroom officer appeared, a big red robe, very festive.

Because it is a marriage, the ceremony and customs are somewhat different.

Joy, everyone booed cheerfully.

Wang Xiying rested her chin on her pillow and looked Li Ye up and down, completely ignoring the young talent who came to flatter her, but became very curious about Li Ye.

"I think you are not an ordinary person, you are too calm, and I am so close to you, I didn't even pay attention. Well, how should I put it, it feels weird, can you tell me, who are you?

My name is Wang Xiying, a member of the Wang family, the daughter of the Wang family, my father, no, my grandfather is the True Lord of Hanhai, Wang Bodang, you should know him? "

With eyes like autumn water, there is a sense of arrogance, and he feels sincere pride for his grandfather.

"True Monarch Hanhai?

If I remember correctly, he is a lay disciple of Xiaoleiyin Temple, the only lay disciple among the eighteen arhats of Buddhism, no wonder so many people show courteousness to you, it is reasonable.

My surname is Li, my name is Ye, and I come from the north. "

Wang Xiying waved her hand, "False names, these are all false names."

After finishing speaking, she was stunned.

She had heard of the name Li Ye before, and when she looked at the eye sockets of the person in front of her, she saw a dull glint of black light.

The bold idea that emerged from the bottom of my heart was thrown away immediately.

Just people with the same name.

"You are not mistaken, what he practiced is not the Aohan Nine Jue, but his true energy is pure yang."

"I will not mistake anyone, he is Zong Yuan."

"No, the Yin family is a lineage outside the Miyin Temple of the Lord Maitreya, and the Yin family has deep marriages with several families. There is no definite evidence. Just rely on your feelings, and you can't touch other Yin families.

Now the situation is different, and the Lord of the Burning Lamps has returned, so he has to consider some impacts. "

"The two evil Buddha relics in the hands of the Zong family?"

The seats belonging to the monks are whispering to each other, but they are all sound transmission, no one knows what these monks and lay disciples are talking about.

With a phoenix crown, a red scarf, and a graceful figure, the bride of the Yin family appeared.

The atmosphere is still harmonious, worshiping each other.

The wedding proceeded in an orderly manner.

When night fell, after the ceremony, a pair of Bi people began to thank the guests.

Vegetables into the banquet.

While everyone was paying attention to the pair of Bi people, Li Ye moved unceremoniously.

The goal is very clear, which is the braised lion head on the table.

Different from the usual meat-stuffed lion head, Piaoxiangge's braised lion head is a dish that uses special techniques, soy sauce, secret ingredients, and the main ingredient is tofu.

There is no meat at all, but it is made into a meaty fragrance.

"Yes, the taste is comparable to the craftsmanship of the imperial chef."

Li Ye commented while eating.

Hearing this, Wang Xiying turned her head to look at Li Ye, and couldn't help feeling more suspicious.

Royal chef?

The strange idea came back again, but Li Ye became the most powerful person in the world. After all, it was known to a small group of top warriors, and only a few people such as Tathagata knew about Li Ye's entry into Tang Dynasty.

In the eyes of the world, Li Ye is more widely known as the king, King Wu of the Yu Dynasty, a master of martial arts, and his two identities are bound together.

In fact, they have never been active in Tang territory, and many people in Tang just listened to it and had some impressions.

They care more about the affairs of this dynasty, this county, and this county than they care about a person from another dynasty.

"Amitabha."

When Biren walked to the monks' banquet, all the monks and lay disciples recited the Buddha's name together.

Suddenly, a man with a ferocious face and scars at the corners of his eyes raised his teacup and said with a smile.

"Deng Zong, right? As soon as I mentioned this Zong, I thought of that Zong family. Back then, Mrs. Hua was famous all over the world, but it was a pity that I broke that delicate body with my muscles and bones."

Before the words were finished, an old monk next to him couldn't listen anymore.

"Kan, how can you talk nonsense."

boom.

However, Kan's words really irritated the groom, and the cup shattered as soon as he lost his mind.

There was a flash of coldness in his eyes, and the murderous aura was lurking.

"Excuse me."

His voice was a little hoarse, and the groom official bowed his head slightly, actually apologizing.

"Zong Yuan, do you still remember me?"

Suddenly, a monk not far away spoke.

He was wearing a special black monk's robe, and his head and face were covered with black gauze. As soon as the voice came out, the groom's face twitched slightly. Before he could move, Yin Ru stretched out his hand to hold him.

"Master, you really know how to joke, he is my husband, how can he be that Buddhist scum."

"You don't want to know if Zong Ling is alive?"

The black-clothed monk continued to speak unrelentingly.

At this moment, the monk next to him looked at the cold jade pendant in his hand, like ice like frost, the cold jade ice snake climbed up.

"It's him."

call.

When the wind started, the black-clothed monk hardly showed any affection, his aura penetrated his whole body, his aura suddenly expanded, his big hand was like a dragon's claw, and he clasped towards Zong Yuan.

"Zong Yuan, I've been looking for you for a long time."

Rumble.

There were muffled sounds, and the gravel rolled under his feet.

"Dragon Claw, he is an ugly monk from Daleiyin Temple. I heard that his burns are all thanks to that Zongyuan." Someone whispered, and recognized the identity of the monk in black from his moves.

"The Zongyuan you are talking about is that Zongyuan. It is said that it is because of the evil Buddha's relics from the past hidden in his home."

In an instant, everyone left the banquet one after another, followed by an uproar.

"It's unreasonable. This is a good time for my Yin family to marry a daughter. Is your Daleiyin Temple too domineering? If you say he is Zongyuan, you must have evidence. If there is no evidence, you are hitting me. Face.

Slapping someone's face on me is not because you don't take Xiaoleiyin Temple seriously. Why, now it is ruled by the three Lords, and you are in the territory of Lord Lantern, making trouble for my family under the command of Lord Maitreya. "

A roar.

The vigor of old man Yin was violent, sweeping all directions, passing through more than ten feet in an instant, like a boulder pressing on the hearts of everyone.

What he said was on the outline and on the line, but in the end, the words became a contradiction between the World Honored One.

The ugly monk only felt that his eyes went dark, and there seemed to be an irresistible force rushing around him, and then he lost consciousness.

Light and shadow flashed, a huge lion, blooming ten feet of light, brilliant atmosphere.

Bright Lion Seal.

One of the nine printing methods of the Indian family.

"Good!"

The old monk not far away stood up, regardless of whether the groom was Zong Yuan or not, but upon hearing what Old Man Yin said, as a disciple of the World Honored Maitreya, the old monk had to show his existence.

"Having disrupted other people's wedding banquets for no reason, Daleiyin Temple has been too domineering these years. The Tathagata has indulged their temple too arrogantly. Whenever there is any disturbance, the house will be destroyed, the temple will be destroyed, and the temple will be destroyed.

It's enough to bring disaster to our Tang people who worship Buddha. "

The breeze blew by, accompanied by a provocative word.

The voice is very ethereal, flickering left and right, never having a fixed position.

(End of this chapter)