Fairy King's Handbook

The eighteenth day of the eighth lunar month is auspicious.Easy to take, easy to marry.The emperor's relatives, Mu Mu's heart.

Goddess Qian Ya of the Xihai Clan and His Royal Highness Long Yu of the Celestial Clan are scheduled to get married on this day.

As soon as the news came out, congratulations came from all over the world, and all the immortals started preparing for the gift half a year ago, and they were extremely busy.You know, there has been no happy event in the heavenly world for 3000 years.

The Emperor of Heaven has two sons in total, and His Royal Highness Long Yu, who is married, is the second son of the Emperor of Heaven and inherits the throne.He and Xihai's goddess Qianya met in Weiwei when they were childhood sweethearts.But the relationship between the two was bumpy, and it was not until 3000 years later that the lovers finally got married.

But this big wedding, the most eagerly awaited one is the eldest son of the Emperor of Heaven—His Royal Highness Chongming.

As the eldest son, but indifferent temperament, he voluntarily gave up the position of crown prince.Since childhood, he worshiped under the sect of Nanhua, the hermit god outside the Jiuzhong Heaven, and lived in the Jingling Palace of Yanshan Mountain. He took "Yan" as his surname and took the name of the fairy sword "Chongming".

Yan Chongming of Jingling Palace, everyone respectfully called Yantiger.

3000 years ago, when the demons invaded, it was really a time when the sky was dark and the mountains and rivers were collapsing. At a critical moment, Nanhua God Venerable and his first disciple, Yan Chongming, saved the Three Realms from fire and water.

In that battle, Yan Chongming killed the Demon Lord with one sword, sealed the Demon Realm with one sword, and opened up the abyss with one sword.The Three Swords of the Chongming Dynasty have been handed down to later generations, and they are popular among people.At the beginning, those who committed the most heinous crimes and the remnants of the demon clan were all imprisoned in the abyss of slavery, and they would never come out.

And in that battle, the Three Realms suffered heavy casualties, and Yan Chongming's master Nanhua Venerable fell in that battle. It is a pity that Yan Chongming has since closed Yanshan and retreated for 3000 years.

Now 3000 years have passed, His Highness Long Yu got married, and Yan Chongming, the elder brother, finally left the customs.The news of Yanshan Jun's exit from the customs came, and the world was excited.In any case, I still want to take this opportunity to attend the wedding banquet to see the demeanor of those legendary big men.

"I heard that the culprit back then was a member of the Xihai clan, but now the Celestial Clan is married to Xihai. It can be seen that His Royal Highness Long Yu's love is as deep as the sea."

The corridors of the third outer hall were full of immortals who came to the wedding banquet.Since there were too many guests, and the Heavenly Palace Hall was filled with highly respected seniors, the lower-ranked immortals could only sit back.When there are too many people, whispering is inevitable.

"Hush—be quiet, that person is the younger brother of Goddess Chia, I heard." A fairy answered in a low voice with a folding fan in his hand.

"Her younger brother, who came from a poor background, was scheming and flattering since he was a child. He coaxed the King of Jersey to come to the Heaven Realm to learn art, but was rejected by His Royal Highness Chongming. He held a grudge, colluded with the demons in private, and caused chaos in the Three Realms. "Some people who knew the inside story were filled with righteous indignation. Such a heinous person almost caused the Three Realms to be overthrown.

"Isn't it? He didn't even spare his own relatives, destroyed ancestral tombs, slaughtered sacred beasts, opened taboo doors..." At the beginning of the words, everyone was angry.Even the ancestral mausoleum has been completely destroyed, which is really disgusting.

"It's such a misfortune that everyone gets it and punishes it." A gentle voice came, clear and clear.

This voice was really outspoken, just like this, it rang behind everyone, all the immortals immediately silenced, and listened to it.

I saw a person sitting casually in the corridor, with white clothes and plain face, hair tied with willow branches, but he was rare and handsome.At this time, with a smile on his face, he held a glass of wine in his hand, raised his head and drank it down in a gulp, his whole body was full of carefree and unrestrained style.

Everyone was shocked, why didn't they notice such a character just now.

"This fairy, please be careful with your words." A person stepped forward and reminded him in a low voice.

"What? Isn't he a bad boy if he's younger?" The man poured another glass of wine and looked into everyone's eyes with a half-smile.

"After all, he is also the younger brother of the Goddess..." Some people were worried, how could this person be so arrogant, and could such a thing be said on the stage.

"Hmph, Goddess' younger brother, he doesn't regard Goddess as his sister, such a person who doesn't recognize his relatives, it's a good thing to die." The man stood up, disdainful.

When he got up together, everyone realized that the man was not plain in white. He had a blue conch hanging from his waist, the size of a palm, dangling, very eye-catching.

I have seen people wearing jade, wreaths, and swords, but I have never seen such an ordinary conch hanging on it. It is so ordinary, as if it was picked up by the sea.

"It's not that he died, but he was imprisoned in the Abyss of Congji by Lord Yanshan." A fairy stepped forward to explain.

Unexpectedly, the man raised his brows, and his voice lowered a few degrees: "Isn't that dead? Is it possible that someone still crawled out of the abyss of extremes?"

"Of course not." The Xianjun who explained just now was regretted by the flash of hostility in his eyes, and his body trembled unconsciously.

At this moment, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old black-clothed boy stepped forward, reached out and took the wine cup from the white-clothed man's hand, and said with a smile, "Master, don't drink too much."

"Stinky boy, where are you going crazy again?" The man seemed to have changed his face in an instant, his eyes that were cloudy just now were full of doting.

Can't tell, this person has a child.Although they are master and apprentice, anyone with a discerning eye would guess that they are father and son.Even just looking at their looks, there are three or four similarities.But if it is two brothers, it is also possible.

"Master, I just came to see you. You drink less, I'm going to find Lord Xuanyin." The young man came and went in a hurry, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Everyone, go ahead." The man in white waved his hand, ready to pour another glass.

"This fairy, dare to ask where is the fairy mansion?" Everyone couldn't help being curious, but no one had seen such a person.

"I don't have any in the Immortal Mansion. The young master of Meng Po Village, Meng Zhen, lives in the Underworld Ghosts and Gods." The white-clothed man had another casual expression.

"It turned out to be the owner of Meng Shaozhuang, who has been admiring him for a long time..."

Meng Zhen couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, the faces of all the immortals in front of him were slightly red.

Because no one has ever heard of the so-called Young Master of Meng Po Village.The only person in the underworld is Xuanyin Jun, who often comes to the heaven to report public affairs.It's just that the Ghost Abyss is not a good place at first glance.

Everyone looked at each other and exchanged looks, but Meng Zhenhun didn't care.

At this moment, a Qingyue bird chirped over the Tiangong.It was too late to see clearly, only the faintly blue tail feathers gradually disappeared.At the end of the long hall, a person came slowly.

"Yanshanjun!" One after another exclaimed, before the man stepped into the hall, there was no sound.

The person in front of him is dressed in black ink and looks like a painting, with a quiet face.It's just that his eyes are full of biting coldness, indifferent coldness, at a glance, it reminds people of the ice and snow beyond the Great Wall, and the cold moon of winter night.

Everyone's heart trembled, and they all felt the coldness.It is rumored that the ice and snow in Yanshan Mountain will not melt for thousands of years, and Yanshan Jun, who has been in seclusion for 3000 years, is almost indistinguishable from ice and snow.

Everyone in the outer hall bowed their heads to greet them, and there was a chill in the black clothes as they passed by.In fact, if you look carefully, the ink clothes are not a single ink, but complicated and layered, with flowing dark lines, and there are patterns embroidered on the hem of the clothes, I don't know what kind of flowers they are.

Meng Zhen also lowered his head, looking calmly.He clearly saw that there were still unmelted ice residues on Yan Chongming's hair behind him, and was smoked by the heat in the hall, and the water droplets soaked the small piece of clothes behind him.

Yan Chongming walked forward indifferently, everything here was out of his eyes, the outer three halls stretched for several miles, Yan Chongming was about to enter the inner hall, but suddenly turned his head.Everyone still bowed their heads and nodded, unaware.

But Meng Zhen sensed it instantly, raised his head to look at that sharp gaze, Yan Chongming stared at Meng Zhen, his eyes were as dark as ink, and if he looked closely, there was still a trace of surprise and inquiry in his eyes.

Meng Zhen calmly touched the Misty Rain Snail on his waist, and looked away as if nothing had happened.

Yan Chongming frowned rarely, and walked towards the inner hall.

Bustling, guests seated.Not long after, the auspicious time is coming.

Luan birds pull carts in the sky, surrounded by colorful clouds.After the bell rang 81 times, there was a phoenix singing Qingyue, a golden dragon rolled through the clouds, and danced around the golden phoenix. Newcomers come hand in hand.

Everyone hurriedly stood up to greet the couple. His Highness Long Yu smiled, unable to conceal the joy in his eyes. He was tall and handsome even more because of his auspicious clothes.Although the bride next to her was covered with a hijab, she could still see her graceful figure.The two passed through the layers of guests and walked towards the main hall.

Suddenly at this moment, a sudden voice sounded from outside the sky:

"The phoenix is ​​soaring, looking for the phoenix from all over the world. Such a beauty, I want it, hahaha."

The clear voice was still in their ears, and everyone was stunned by the voice. When they came back to their senses, a graceful red shadow had already reached out and snatched the bride from His Highness Long Yu's hand, and hugged her in his arms. When everyone realized it, Swept to the horizon.

"Presumptuous!" The majestic voice came from the main hall, probably the Emperor of Heaven.

"Qianya!" It was His Royal Highness Long Yu, anxious and startled.

"Ji Wuxing! It's Ji Wuxing!" The sharp-eyed man quickly identified him loudly.

However, what was even faster was a black figure. Before everyone's voice rang out at the same time, Yan Chongming had already left the hall.

Just at this moment, thunder was rolling in the sky, dark clouds were churning, the ground of Tiangong was shaking, those who could not react in time had already fallen into a pile, and the ground under their feet was collapsing.

Everything happened in an instant, exquisitely and coincidentally.The couple were still outside the main hall, when Ji Wuxing suddenly appeared and took the bride away, catching everyone by surprise.

However, at the critical moment, no one expected that the Sword Ruins, which had guarded the Tiangong for tens of thousands of years, would collapse.

This is a major matter related to the safety of the heavens, and there is nothing more important than quickly checking the Sword Market.Yan Chongming turned around sharply in the air, and immediately flew to Jianxu, and everyone in the hall followed quickly.

In the chaos, Meng Zhen leaned on the porch pillar, looked thoughtfully at the direction Ji Wuxing left, and grabbed a little Xian'e who was about to fall.He was considering whether to go to the Sword Market, and suddenly he realized that he hadn't seen his disciple Shen Li for a long time.

Meng Zhen's heart sank, and he had a bad premonition.After thinking for a while, he hurried to the direction of Jianxu.

The Sword Market is at the bottom of the entire heaven, and the seal has been broken at this time.Close to the ground, outside the Sword Market, you can feel the fierce sword energy coming over mountains and seas.Meng Zhen walked in slowly.

Suddenly, Meng Zhen felt some movement in the storage bag, and he stretched out his hand to grab a willow branch. The branch that was originally emerald green / about to drip now looked wilted and emitted a faint blue light.

"Shen Li is inside." Meng Zhen's heart tightened, and he put the willow branch back into the storage bag, ignoring the howling sword aura, and rushed in eagerly.

After turning countless forks, Meng Zhen finally saw an open platform following the faint blue light from the wicker.There was a group of huge monsters in the dark ahead, they didn't know what they were, they gathered together, and they seemed to be pushing something.

Staring at it, Meng Zhen took a breath, it is not a huge monster, it is made up of countless souls, there is a high platform in the center of the group of souls, and on the high platform is a black long sword , the scabbard was already rusted, completely covering up the original brilliance of the sword.And the group of huge monsters made of souls were pushing hard on the high platform holding the sword.

Among the group of souls, Meng Zhen saw Shen Li who was entangled.At this moment, Shen Li closed his eyes tightly and almost lost consciousness.

Meng Zhen stepped forward without hesitation, reaching out to pull Shen Li out of the pile of souls.

"Are you crazy? These souls are already inseparable." An indifferent voice rang in his ears, and a figure flew over to stop him in time.