God Emperor

The morning glow dyed the blue sky red like a flame, and the sun rose slowly.

The sun spread, gradually illuminating the land covered with red silk, and the mountains and rivers were full of joy.

Outside the towering Origin Temple, it was already crowded with people, almost all of whom were shining with divine light and active in the rules. They were great figures from all races and walks of life.

The mounts, ancient boats, and carriages of the gods were densely packed like locusts, filling the sky and the ground.

Such a cosmic place should be sacred and majestic, quiet and solemn, but at this moment, it was full of gongs and drums, and it was so lively that it seemed like the air was boiling.

There were two vigorous grandsons of the emperor, who found a drum and a horn of the artifact level respectively.

The drum beat rhythmically, and the horn sounded long and solemn.

The sound waves that made people's blood surge spread out in circles, shaking the space and resounding through the Heavenly God Road.

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"Old ghost Xu, why are you here? Aren't you hiding and afraid to come to the Origin Temple?"

Jing Daoren sat in a carriage emitting colorful divine clouds, with a donkey pulling the carriage. He smiled and greeted another carriage.

The driver was very imposing, and was a top figure in the Temple of Destiny - Que.

There was no need to guess who was in the car!

Xu Tian sat in the car, with his hands clasped in front of his abdomen, closing his eyes and resting, ignoring Jing Daoren.

He didn't want to come, but when he heard that Feng Caiyi was framed by the Origin Temple with many crimes and was taken away by Queen Chi Yao herself, he felt that something was wrong.

Zhang Ruochen would naturally not do anything to Feng Caiyi.

But what if he used this trick to deal with him?

"Gai Mie, why are you here too? Oh, and you brought your wife with you." Jing Daoren was afraid that the matter was not big enough, so he raised his voice and deliberately let Xu Tian hear it.

Gaimie and the Peacock Queen came riding on the golden chariot of a hundred birds. Without the curtains and walls of the carriage, the two of them could be seen in person.

They sat together.

The Peacock Queen held Gaimie's sturdy arm intimately. She wore luxurious feathers, her makeup and hair accessories were carefully selected, and her face was smiling, very elegant and majestic.

But Gaimie's face was very gloomy, a little more melancholy than usual, especially when Jingdaoren called the Peacock Queen his "wife".

He was the Supreme Pillar of the Demonic Path, decisive in killing and cruel as a knife, so how could he have any human feelings?

He only had the desire to possess and conquer, so he never planned to give the Peacock Queen a formal status. He thought that it would be too naive to talk about love between men and women when his cultivation reached his level.

What's more, he knew that the Peacock Queen had had in-depth contact with Xutian.

If she was promoted to the wife of the Supreme Pillar, wouldn't she be ridiculed by the gods in the world?

But the Peacock Queen was not a weak woman who was willing to accept her fate and let others do whatever they wanted. Instead, she was very resourceful and actually asked to see Di Chen and asked him to make the decision for her.

I don’t know how she persuaded Di Chen, but soon after she walked out of the Origin Temple.

A mandatory ancestral decree fell into Gaimie’s mind.

Facing Di Chen’s ancestral decree, Gaimie had no way to resist and could only obey and make the Peacock Queen his wife. And this time, attending the wedding of the Great Emperor, riding in the same chariot, and being equal, was equivalent to officially announcing it to all the cultivators in the world.

Hearing the word "Madam", Xutian, who was sitting in the car, was no longer angry. He immediately lifted the curtain and looked over, and said with an excited smile: "Oh, it turns out to be an old friend. Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to Brother Gaimie and the Queen’s wife for achieving the right result."

Gai Mie was a figure in the chaotic ancient times, and his age was much older than Xutian.

But this was the first time that Xu Tian called out "Brother Gaimie", which showed how happy and cheerful he was at the moment.

What he once thought was embarrassing now seemed to be different all of a sudden.

Why was he so happy?

It seemed that Gaimie and Xu Tian were about to fight outside the Origin Temple.

"Hua La!"

The first wedding procession, with the sound of suona, flute, drum, cloud gong, sheng and other musical instruments, tore through the space and walked from a divine avenue behind the space crack.

Two divine lions several dozen feet tall led the way, they were wearing golden armor and holding colorful balls in their mouths.

Every step they took was earth-shaking, clearing the way for the wedding procession.

The ones who went to pick up the bride in place of Zhang Ruochen were Niu Jianqiang and the space chaos worm Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi rode a yellow ox and walked behind the divine lions that led the way.

Then, there were the endless colored flags of divine forged materials, as well as the guards in black armor and the wedding procession.

A vermilion flower boat as big as a mountain flew above the wedding procession.

On the flower boat were the twelve masters of the twelve workshops of the Goddess. They were all charming and graceful, competing with each other in beauty, holding musical instruments and playing the joyful sounds of nature.

It was obvious that the bride in the boat must be Bai Qing'er.

The elder standing at the bow of the boat was the old woodcutter "Yuan Juren" who had not appeared for many years. He was the eldest disciple of Shi Yan and Bai Qing'er's eldest senior brother.

All the cultivators, whether they were God Kings or Half-ancestors of the Heavenly Venerable level, stepped aside to let the flower boat go first.

After the flower boat landed.

The bride finally walked out of the ship tower, without covering her face or wearing a phoenix crown. She was refreshing and natural but not casual. She was carefully dressed up, and the red robe embroidered with nine phoenixes had a long back. She was led by the twelve masters.

Bai Qing'er's eyebrows were as white as jade, with red electric flower ornaments painted on them. She was surrounded by light rain, like a fairy concubine walking out of a painting.

The one holding her arm was her sister, the reincarnation of Huang Tian and Yu Yao.

…

“Hua——”

The space was torn apart again, the crack connected to Kunlun Realm, and the second bride-receiving team arrived.

The Demon Ape and the Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit led the way. They were thousands of feet tall, with colorful balls as big as hills tied to their chests. They jumped and hopped as they walked, and were very active.

In addition to them, there was also Ale in the wedding procession.

Ale was not a person who liked to laugh, but at this moment, his face was always smiling stiffly.

The wedding procession was huge, with as many as 100,000 cultivators.

Chen Wutian used all his connections in this life to invite almost all the famous figures in Kunlun Realm to choose the bride price.

The Blood Spirit Immortal sleeping underground was dug out by him.

Ye Honglei, the Red Desire Ancestor of the First-class Hall in the Black Market, was only an old skeleton left. He refused to come even if he was beaten to death, but he was coerced and lured by him, and dragged out of the cave, and had to show up again. What a kind and lovely old lady, who should have spent her old age in peace, but now she had to be pulled out to help make up the number of people.

Of course, let alone them, even Luo Xu, who has always been aloof, was now carrying a load with his bare chest with a group of gods.

It was because Chen Wutian felt that the relationship between the emperor and Prajna was simple and unpretentious, and they had gone through many hardships. They were pure and true, and closer to ordinary couples. All kinds of ceremonials should return to the intimacy of ordinary people. They couldn't compete with the Rakshasa Queen and the Lord of Destiny in luxury.

Wen Tianjun and Princess Shenba were also in the wedding procession, standing with Chen Wutian to support Prajna.

Several of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Women stood in front of the gate of the Origin Temple and looked out from afar.

Their bodies were like immortal stones, crystal clear, and their eyes were full of joy and envy.

The goddess of destiny, the fairy concubine, said happily: "We in Kunlun Realm are numerous and powerful. Who can compare with the aura, appearance and atmosphere of Prajna's wedding? It's just too down-to-earth. Chen Wutian is old, his aesthetics have degenerated, and he can't keep up with the times."

The gentle and beautiful Qingling Snow Girl smiled and said: "The great emperors are all from Kunlun. Everyone in Kunlun Realm must come to have fun when their daughters get married. Haven't you noticed that many of the geniuses of our time were thought to have passed away and there has been no news for many years. I didn't expect to see them again today!"

"Isn't this a grand event in our Kunlun Realm?"

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The black and white chess woman is wearing a Taoist robe, with a black and white Tai Chi seal on her raised chest. Her neck is very slender, with both the heroic spirit of the sun in Tai Chi and the tenderness of the moon.

Her black hair and white skin emit black and white light respectively, with a very strong contrast.

Wan Canglan snorted coldly: "Look at your joy. If you don't know, you will think you are getting married!"

The fairy concubine smiled bitterly: "The nine of us, don't think about having a Taoist partner in this life! The nine of us are one body, with souls and consciousness intertwined. The Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady should advance and retreat together, and only pursue the great way of cultivation. If we can share some of the worries of the empress and the emperor, it will be a great merit."

"Where is Danqing? Why didn't I see her all morning?" Wan Canglan asked.

The black and white chess girl said, "You don't understand her yet? She is different from us. She used to be the emperor's confidante, but after so many years, they are like strangers when they meet, and the distance is getting farther and farther. In such occasions, she must be very sad."

The fairy concubine said, "They were indeed close in the past, but that was when they were young! Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, Danqing must have let it go. She is the most rational and clear-headed among us."

"The feelings of men and women are the most hurtful. It is a good thing that Danqing was able to cut off contact with the emperor when she was young. Otherwise, it would be difficult to deal with the lingering feelings. After all, she has to consider the feelings of several of us." The black and white chess girl was very bold, and said, "It can't be that she is pregnant, and after we merge, she also wants us to feel the pain of pregnancy?"

The fairy concubine smiled and said, "This is impossible! Our soul consciousness is intertwined. If there is anything on her side, we can feel it as if we have experienced it ourselves."

Wan Canglan knew some secrets that they didn't know, so he didn't dare to interrupt.

After all, this involves the Great Emperor, how dare he talk nonsense?

It can only be said that Nalan Danqing hid too deeply, and the Great Emperor covered up the secret too well. Wan Canglan could vaguely feel that there was definitely something wrong with the two of them.

And Wan Canglan always felt that Nalan Danqing was very strange recently, and he felt a little uneasy, so: "I'll go find her. There are many things going on today, and she must be busy. See if she needs help."

...

The third and fourth wedding teams arrived almost at the same time.

Feng Tian did not ride in a carriage. She wore a wedding dress as gorgeous as divine flames, stepped on the clouds, and hung twelve star-like gates of destiny on her head. Thousands of phoenixes and divine birds flew with her.

The cry of the divine birds was like fairy music.

Behind her, the gods of the Temple of Destiny all hung the gates of destiny on their backs, and there were so many figures that covered the sky and the sun.

This posture was more like the Temple of Destiny wanted to attack the Temple of Origin.

No one came to pick up the bride, and no one sent the bride off.

But the moment Feng Tian appeared outside the Origin Temple, Di Chen also appeared outside the temple gate. He was handsome and tall, wearing a robe embroidered by Kong Lanyou himself, with a smile on his face.

The other team came from Guanghan Realm.

It was Zhang Ruochen's disciples "Qing Su" and "Qing Qing" who went to pick up the bride, and the escorting team was composed of gods from heaven.

The Moon God is sitting in the car, dignified and elegant, wearing a hijab, so her beautiful face cannot be seen.

After all, she has always been very concerned about the gazes of the monks all over the world, and it is not easy to face them indifferently. She covers her face with a hijab and wears a veil, using all her reserve and shyness in this life.

Many gods had already made guesses, so they were not surprised at all and did not dare to discuss it privately.

This is the Moon God who is known as the most beautiful woman in the world. Only the Heavenly Emperor, the most beautiful person in the world, is qualified to enjoy double happiness and let both moons shine brightly in the temple of this hospital.

"See? You must practice hard. Our era ends today. You must strive to be the king of the next era."

A god-level old man who had admired the Moon God since he was young said to the young monk next to him with serious words.

For these male monks who lived in the same era as the Moon God, the marriage of the Moon God meant that their youthful days of passionate singing and anger were buried today.

However, every era has its "Moon God". Whoever can rise as quickly as Di Chen and become the master of an era has a high chance of winning a beautiful woman.

A deafening voice sounded: "Only the strongest can own the entire era."

…

"Wow!"

A wide space crack tore open, connecting to the starry sky where the Rakshasa clan is located.

We haven't seen the escorting procession yet, but the heaven and earth are already filled with a strong yet extraordinary fragrance of flowers.

In the clouds, it rained fairy flowers, and the petals were like snowflakes flying thousands of miles across the country.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of majestic mythical beasts formed the vanguard of the convoy, crushing through the void, and the vehicles were filled with treasures from the universe.

Immediately afterwards, there was a guard of honor that stretched for tens of thousands of miles, and the dowry amounted to "three thousand ships and eight hundred thousand cars."

Every ship carries treasure chests as tall as mountains. Every car is shining with golden light.

Chen Wutian's face became extremely ugly, and he said: "Isn't that too exaggerated? Why don't she move the entire Rakshasa clan here? Brother Le, didn't you say that there are strict personnel restrictions, and the rules for the bride-to-be team are all dead? , the Rakshasa tribe is overcrowded, too many, please respond quickly!”

A Le frowned, not knowing what to do.

Even though they are here, are they going to be driven away?

Xiao Hei's complaining voice sounded: "Do everything honestly and according to the rules, and you will never get any hot dish. Chen Wutian, if you understand this truth, your current cultivation achievements will be at least ten times greater. Luo Ji is Because she understands this truth, she is the Rakshasa Empress, and you are not even the Realm Master of the Kunlun Realm."

Xiao Hei is also famous for caring about appearances. As a member of the Kunlun world, he has experienced both prosperity and loss. Naturally, he is angry and puts all the blame on the person in charge, Chen Wutian.

"Even if you let me prepare, it will be much better than now." Gai Tianjiao was also very dissatisfied.

Xue Wuye said: "Those who don't know, think that we in Kunlun Realm are poor and cannot afford dowry. I, Wanxiang City, can provide 10,000 cars, and there are 100,000 monks from Kunlun Realm present, each with 10,000 cars."

…

The monks from Kunlun Realm were arguing with each other.

"Have you had enough quarreling? Why don't you just go grab the dowry?" Prajna's voice came from the car, and said: "It's just a wedding ceremony. The head of the Wutian family has tried his best. There is no point in talking about pomp and circumstance... In the end The important thing is..."

The Kunlun monks, represented by Xiao Hei, did not listen to Prajna's last words at all, and only heard the first sentence. Their eyes became hot and they were ready to really grab it.

Fortunately, Wentianjun was present and intercepted them all, otherwise it would have been a big joke.

All the monks knew that the Rakshasa Empress was a show-stopper, and they also expected that the arrangement she arranged would not be small. But when it is really shown in front of you, it is still extremely grand and shocking, making the other houses look petty.

It seemed to be telling everyone that this was the aura that an imperial wedding ceremony should have.

Behind the space crack, a sedan the size of a temple was carried by sixteen giants and came across the galaxy.

After arriving at the Origin Temple.

Luo Ji led dozens of Rakshasa girls in the divine realm, including Gu Shejing, in formal attire, down the long steps of the sedan chair.

They each held ritual utensils and dowry, walked briskly, and smiled. The air was filled with a festive and sweet atmosphere.

Luo Ji was extremely tall and walked at the front. He was wearing a native wedding dress and looked elegant. He smiled back at all the monks who looked at him, as if to tell them that he was very approachable and easy-going, without any dignity of the empress.

But the ancestral light emanating from her body shines to the entire Six Paths Universe.

"Tianmu actually passed down all Houtu's wedding clothes to her?"

"Perhaps this is restitution in disguise."

…

Emperor Luo Yan took the initiative and enthusiastically. He held his fists and greeted the other monks in the procession, saying: "Brother Ju, we haven't seen you for a long time. It has been almost a million years since we said goodbye to Xingtian Cliff! What, hehe, not much, no "It's a lot. Our family doesn't have a lot of dowry. We only brought in less than one-tenth of it. It's said that there are restrictions on the size. It's a headache."

"Oh, you're fine, Master Feng. This wedding dress of yours... is very good, not bad. It's even more beautiful and luxurious than Hou Tu's wedding dress."

"Ask Tianjun! Our dowry is only 3,000 boats and 800,000 cars, which is less than one tenth. We still have more at home. We can't pull it. We can't pull it. People said there are specifications."

Xiao Hei stood beside Wen Tianjun, his eyes were almost all white, pointing at Luo Yan who was showing off everywhere: "Who asked him? Whether it's done or not, what does it have to do with us? Look, look, look, their fleet and caravan went to tour the Heavenly God Realm, is there anyone to take care of it? It's beyond the standard!"

Chi Xingtian whispered: "The Rakshasa tribe has the ancestor sitting in charge, and he is now the father-in-law of the emperor, with a terrifyingly high generation and status. Now it seems that in the entire Huangquan Galaxy, only the resurrected leader of the Blood Jue tribe can suppress him."

"Clang!"

Xiao Hei heard the sound of a metal box falling to the ground behind him, and then looked over and saw that the dowry in the carrying pole of a Kunlun Realm demon god fell to the ground. His anger suddenly erupted, and he pointed: "Pick up the dowry! Pick up the dowry!"