The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

The wedding date is approaching, and Yi Ming is busy preparing for the wedding, preparing betrothal gifts, and setting up the venue. He runs around looking for good things.

As the small world regained vitality, the resentment nests hidden in the dark were left unchecked and began to grow again. After discussion among the Tianshi sects, they requested You Mu to go and suppress them, and recommended You Mu to become the ghost king to ensure the stability of the demons and the Tianshi sect.

In fact, with You Mu's ability, he had already surpassed the realm of the Ghost King, but the resentment in his body was purified by the Buddhist beads and relics, so he had never been crowned as the Ghost King before.

One needs to travel around to suppress and devour resentment, and the other needs to prepare spiritual treasures for the wedding. Both parties are busy and tired. After You Mu returns to Wuwang Peak of Minghua Sect, Yi Ming takes the opportunity to satisfy his craving with the help of the Dream Inducing Net. After waking up, he continues to take care of the wedding himself.

The entire Minghua sect was decorated with red silk and wedding ornaments; even the two stone lions at the main entrance were covered with festive red flower clusters.

At first glance, the sect was glaringly red, almost too red. But the Minghua sect liked this kind of lively momentum. Master Fang and Madam Song saw the festive atmosphere, and even several elders thought it was very good. The sect had the same opinion and thought that it was great to be prosperous.

The population of Minghua Sect is not large. Some of the disciples of the elders are busy going down the mountain to gain experience, and some are busy going down the mountain to sell tea. For the marriage of the sect's youngest disciple, a group of senior brothers were urgently summoned back.

Some people wrote invitations, some people hung lanterns, and even the fox beside Junior-Master Uncle Yi Ming had to hold the red string in its mouth and wrap it around the willow tree to help.

Although the Minghua sect did not have a good reputation in the world of celestial masters, it was still a well-known sect. In addition, You Mu suppressed the resentful evil spirits, which made its reputation even greater in the world of celestial masters. Many invitations were sent to various sects, and the seats were full with people who came to the banquet with gifts.

Wooden hexagram plaques dyed red with carmine, tied with necklaces and bells, were hung in rows on the eaves of the main hall of Xiaochongshan in the Minghua Sect, swaying and jingling in the wind.

Mrs. Song's idea was that after much investigation and calculation, she had finally found a very auspicious hexagram, and it would always be a good omen to hang up more of them.

When a man gets married, he is not bound by ordinary rites.

You Mu and Yi Ming were both dressed in festive red clothes. They walked hand in hand along the stone steps covered with red velvet cloth, and headed to the main hall amid the congratulations of the guests.

The wind-controlling talisman blew up the red paper scraps in the wedding bowls on both sides, filling the sky with crimson and a festive atmosphere.

There was a light sweat on his palms, Yi Ming was nervous.

"You've been married so many times, why are you still not used to it?" You Mu lowered his voice and joked in a tone that both of them could hear.

Their fingers were intertwined, and his was held tighter.

"That's different." Yi Ming examined himself with his peripheral vision. Even though he had looked in the mirror several times before the ceremony, he was still worried about whether he was in the best condition, whether his clothes were straight, and whether his hair was neatly combed...

On the wedding day, he paid special attention to every detail.

Even though they had experienced many weddings in the small world, Yi Ming felt that each time was extremely precious!

"Let's go."

You Mu's eyes swept across the sky, but he still couldn't see the familiar ball of light reappear. He lowered his eyes, suppressing his momentary loss. He smiled at Yi Ming, pulled him across the threshold, and walked towards the main hall.

Master Fang Tian and Madam Song sat opposite each other. On both sides of the main hall stood several elders of the sect and Yi Ming's fellow disciples. Everyone was in high spirits as they watched the newlyweds enter.

"Let's bow! We are of one mind day and night!" Fang Sizhe, wearing a crimson robe, acted as the master of ceremonies to liven up the atmosphere.

Regardless of the names of the parents of heaven and earth, considering You Mu's special status, they omitted many inappropriate words.

On the rosewood square table directly opposite the chairs of Master Yi Ming and his wife, was a wooden box containing the only remaining remains of You Mu's relatives. This bow was facing You Mu's parents and his younger sister who had passed away early.

"Second bow! Good luck and destiny!"

You Mu and Yi Ming bowed to Master Fang Tian and his wife.

Originally, the couple were unwilling to accept You Mu's worship. After all, You Mu had lived too long, and Taoists were more or less particular about the concept of worshipping evil spirits. But You Mu only said that he was asking them to accept the worship on behalf of his parents, and that such a good thing could not be refused, so the couple did not refuse any more.

"Three bows! We are deeply in love, and we are committed to each other. We will spend the rest of our lives together, and never leave each other!" Fang Sizhe touched the talisman in his waist bag and secretly changed the original words of greeting to allow his junior fellow apprentice to smuggle in some sweet talk.

You Mu and Yi Ming held the red silk together and bowed to each other under the red candles.

A golden light suddenly descended and rushed straight to You Mu's side, accompanied by that familiar, impetuous tone!

"You Mu! I'm back!"

The wedding banquet scene suddenly stopped, leaving only You Yumu and Yi Ming with any reaction.

Holding the red silk in his hand, You Mu instantly turned sideways and raised his hand to hug the little Tiandao who was rushing towards him.

"I brought a gift. It's a bell. In the last world, it's a bell that gathered the will of all players! I got it from the rules! I'll give it to you!" Tiandao didn't forget to take out the bell from his pocket while nestling in You Mu's arms.

The bell rang softly and was thrown to Yi Ming by Tiandao.

"It's good that you're back. Amu and I were very worried about you." Yi Ming took the bell and stopped arguing with it. He touched Tiandao's forehead.

"You have a conscience." Treating the eldest son well, Tiandao stretched out his clawed hand and patted his hand, then turned around and stayed close to You Mu again.

"Why did you come back so late?" He didn't ask why he had been gone for so long and what he had done. You Mu knew that as long as Tiandao could come back, none of that mattered anymore.

"It's all the fault of that stinky guy, the Law. It said it wanted to organize the body and plan the rules, but it insisted on detaining me. It is enslaving me! It's too much!" Tiandao complained about the Law.

It rubbed against Youmu, avoiding mentioning the second bet. It could come back again, and it even saw the wild flowers on the roadside were fragrant!

Fortunately, he made it in time! It was a great event for the eldest son to get married, and as an elder, how could he not come?

...Fortunately, it won the bet!

However, it is no longer the foolish Heavenly Dao it once was, and it naturally knows to leave itself a way out.

Those Heavenly Daos said that in the beginning, Heavenly Daos did not rely solely on energy to survive. They also relied on willpower and faith. But as the number of small worlds increased, most people in the lower worlds gradually lost their core consciousness, and the willpower and faith that Heavenly Daos could accept were almost gone.

Over time, this condition for existence was abandoned by the Heavenly Daos.

Tiandao thought, if this was true, even if it lost, there was still some room for recovery.

Even if it doesn't become the Way of Heaven, it still has a place to go...

Even if no one in this world remembers that this Heavenly Dao ever existed, it is certain that there is one person who will remember it.

Youmu will remember it.