lead fades away

The night passed, but Qingshi didn't have any abnormal symptoms anymore, and slept soundly until dawn, only to be woken up by Han Shuo because the time for the double cultivation ceremony was approaching.Putting on the formal clothes he had prepared before, Han Shuo walked out of the hall with Qing Shi and Wang Shuo, and the servants of the Winter Palace who had been waiting outside the gate immediately greeted them, and took the two of them and one beast into the car and drove them to the Winter Palace The Yuntai Hall - the place where today's Double Cultivation Ceremony is held.

Looking up, there are still snowflakes flying in the sky, but none of them can fall down.The remaining snow that fell last night has not been completely cleared. Except for the sapphire slabs laid on the main road, the snow on the eaves and branches has been preserved. The men and women in gorgeous clothes who came and went looked like a fairyland on earth.

As the top cultivator in the Upper Realm and a friend of today's groom, Han Shuo was naturally placed at the front of the viewing platform.Even Qingshi got a small chair, but it was not close to the front seat, but at the side and rear of Han Shuo, an obvious seat to accompany him.As for Wangshuo, I can only continue to squat on the ground and watch the fun.

On the opposite side of the reception desk for the guests is the family seat, where all the members of the Xuan family are seated.The groom's father, Xuan Ziling, the current patriarch of the Xuan family, Xuanhai Zhu, is one of the only two monks of the Xuan family, and one of the only two monks of the Xuan family at today's ceremony. The front is exactly in line with Han Shuo's position.

When Han Shuo sat down, he saw Xuanhai Zhu across from him. Seeing that Xuanhai Zhu nodded to him first, he nodded in the same way.

——It's very subtle!

Qingshi sat behind Han Shuo as if he was following his disciples, but he couldn't help but gossip in his heart.

Although Han Shuo has a high level of cultivation, he is a disciple of the Xianchu Sect after all, so he should sit with the rest of the Xianchu Sect. It is understandable to be ranked behind the Wangyun Sect and the Dan Sect.In particular, the three great immortal sects have always vented their anger from one nostril. It is normal to move Han Shuo's position back in order to suppress the aura of Xian Chumen.Coupled with the fact that the Patriarch of the Xuan family was sitting opposite, this strong sense of tit-for-tat was even more unusual.

——Praise kill?No, those who cannot be killed cannot be pushed down.

——Demonstration?Uh, it's possible, but I just don't know who will show it to whom.

Qing Shi was thinking irresponsibly, when he suddenly saw Han Shuo looking back, as if giving him a wink.Qing Shi turned his head back in a daze, only then did he see Yao Zhihuan leading several disciples up to the viewing stand, stood up quickly, and saluted Yao Zhihuan as a disciple.Yao Zhihuan waved to him, led several disciples to salute Han Shuo, and then went to his place.

Not long after, people from Wei Ming and Danmen also arrived.Wei Ming still held Wuyou's puppet in his arms, causing countless surprises along the way.However, the attendants of the Winter Palace seemed to have received their orders this time, and immediately reminded the surrounding guests in a low voice: the person who looks like the Wuyou Immortal is not a real person.

The situation of Danmen and Xianchumen is very similar. Besides Wei Ming, there is another Nascent Soul cultivator leading the disciples. He leads the disciples of Danmen to sit in a lower seat, but Wei Ming walks directly to Han Shuo, Sit on his lower head.

Wei Ming glanced at Han Shuo, didn't know what to think, and suddenly snorted coldly, "If you don't come, this seat will be mine."

"If you concentrate on cultivation, this position is still yours." Han Shuo replied calmly.

"Hmph!" Wei Ming curled his lips, stopped talking, and concentrated on teasing the puppet in his arms.

Only then did Qingshi recall that Wei Ming once had the reputation of No.1 under the God of Transformation.These words of flattery meant a lot, and the big reason was because Wei Ming belonged to the alchemy sect, and he was an alchemist that no one could offend, so everyone was willing to praise him and coax him.However, if Wei Ming really humbled himself and accepted the second place, no one would dare to fight for the first place.After all, Wei Ming's cultivation is real, he has many gadgets on his body, both poison and medicine, and his temper is also tricky and weird, anyone who provokes him will be stained with fish.

Once upon a time, when Han Shuo, Xuan Ziling, Epiphyllum Fairy, and Wei Ming, who had the closest relationship with Wuyou Xianjun, were all Nascent Soul monks, Wei Ming's cultivation base was the highest, and Han Shuo had the highest cultivation level for quite a while. Even worse than Fairy Epiphyllum.But Han Shuo worked hard and had enough opportunities. In less than 300 years, he was promoted from the early Yuan Dynasty to the late Yuan Dynasty, and then transformed into a god in one fell swoop, leaving the other three far behind.

——It’s really 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi!

Qing Shi was really touched at this moment, but before he could think too much, a bell rang suddenly in the hall, startled Qing Shi's chrysanthemum door closed tightly, and couldn't help thinking of the absurdity on New Year's Eve.It's just that this bell rings not that bell ringing. After this bell ringing, the entire Yuntai Hall immediately rang with drums and music. The originally closed hall door was slowly opened. The Xuan family disciple in Yi walked out of the hall slowly to the sound of festive drum music.At the same time, a pair of gorgeous chariots pulled by eight cloud-walking beasts also drove out of the courtyard gate under the front and back of the guard of honor, and soon showed the bride on the chariot in front of everyone.

The bride usually wears a red and luxurious phoenix crown and Xiapei in the wedding ceremony of ordinary people in the lower world, but the head is not covered by the hijab, and a delicate and elegant face is directly exposed to the sight of the guests.The bride's appearance is not very good, but her temperament is outstanding, she has the dignified and noble air of a lady, and a cultivator is already refined, even if she stands with the suave Xuan Ziling, she will not let her down People don't think it's a good match, but——

"Why is he a foundation cultivator?" Qing Shi was very puzzled.

"It's good to give birth!" Before Han Shuo could speak, Wei Ming who was next to him gave the answer first, "A female cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage doesn't even have sunflower water, so how can she have a baby?"

"...The male cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage are also the same." Qing Shi muttered in a low voice.

Regardless of humans or animals, the longer the lifespan, the thinner the offspring. This is an irresistible law in the world.From the time a woman forms a pill, the cycle of sunflower water will be extended, from menstruation to age, and finally disappear.Although men will not lose their sperm like menopause, their ability to conceive a woman will also be greatly reduced.With Xuan Ziling's level of cultivation, even marrying a sow in the Foundation Establishment period may not be able to give birth to children.

"It's their business that they are willing to deceive themselves and others. What kind of mind are you doing?" Han Shuo glanced at Qingshi and said coldly.

Qing Shi shrugged and shut his mouth obediently.

At this time, Xuan Ziling had already picked up the bride from the car, and started the formal process of the double cultivation ceremony.

The more Qing Shi looked at it, the more boring he felt. In addition, he didn't sleep until he woke up naturally in the morning, so he couldn't help yawning soon.

"Are you bored too?" Wei Ming, who had been flirting with the doll in his arms, immediately turned his head and asked.

"Anyway, I will never hold such a grand ceremony to torment myself." Qing Shi pouted.

"Your child is exactly what I think." Wei Ming said with a grin.

"Should I be honored by this?" Qing Shi asked with slanted eyes.

"What do you think?" Wei Ming raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"I thought you understood." Qingshi blinked, and kicked the question back innocently.

"Shut up." Before Wei Ming could reply, Han Shuo annoyedly put an end to their spiral of nonsense.

Qing Shi immediately covered his mouth, but Wei Ming turned to Han Shuo with great interest, "This kid just talked to me a few more words, why are you eating like this?"

"...If you keep talking nonsense, I'll take it as if you're trying to force me to fight with you." Han Shuo knew Wei Ming's temperament very well, so he naturally wouldn't tangle with him in words, and directly turned the literary fight to the martial one.

"Just do it, who is afraid of whom?" Wei Ming said so, but his body did not move, posing a typical gentleman's leisurely posture.

Han Shuo snorted coldly, turned his face away and ignored him.

Wei Ming had no choice but to turn his head to Qingshi again, but Qingshi smiled and made a gesture of sealing his mouth, so angry that Wei Ming could only vent his anger on the puppet in his arms, and angrily grabbed the puppet's palm Gnaw up.The puppet didn't feel any pain, and let him do what he did with a smile, and even took the initiative to send the other hand to his mouth.

Wei Ming soon had a great time playing with his puppet again, and the double cultivation ceremony also proceeded to the most important ceremony of drinking Hebei wine.But just when Xuan Ziling and the bride took the glasses of the Hejiu wine and were about to toast together, a sad voice suddenly came from the courtyard gate of Yuntai Hall——

"Xuanzi Mausoleum—"

"Worry-free?!"

Several different voices exclaimed the same name at the same time, and two fiery figures rushed towards the same position at the same time.

"I hate you!!!" The voice let out another mournful cry like the roar of a beast before dying, resentful and desperate.

"Worry free!!"

Wei Ming, who was wearing a scarlet shirt, and Xuan Ziling, who was wearing a scarlet wedding robe, arrived at the place where the sound came out almost at the same time, but there was no one there, and there was nothing there, except for a slightly chaotic aura that was gradually dissipating. It just disappeared and never sounded again.

There was a panic in the Yuntai hall, most of the guests did not act rashly, they sat in their seats and waited for the change, only whispers inevitably came out.The bride who was left on the spot by Xuan Ziling was even more red-faced, and the jade hand holding the wine glass couldn't stop shaking, obviously trying to suppress the anger in her heart.As upset as she was, there was also the puppet thrown by Wei Ming on the seat, but the face of the puppet is not easy to change, and the expression on the face is naturally far less exciting than that of a real person. Han Shuo is not like Wei Ming and Xuan Ziling. Follow the sound to find out.When he heard the name of Xuan Ziling called out by a voice that was as indistinguishable from Wuyou, his spiritual consciousness traced the place where the voice appeared, and found that there was no one there.

——It can’t be a ghost, can it?

It was definitely not just one person who had the same thoughts as Han Shuo, but not long after, everyone saw Wei Ming bent down to pick up something from the ground, Xuan Ziling reached out to grab it, but Wei Ming dodged it.The guards of the Xuan family finally surrounded them, but not to help the young master snatch things, but to ask the young master to go back and continue the wedding.

Xuan Ziling gave Wei Ming a cold look, then turned and walked towards the ceremony platform.And Wei Ming's face was not good-looking, and he returned to his seat clutching the things in his hands.

The master of ceremonies who presided over the double cultivation ceremony hurried out to smooth things over, but before he could speak, Xuan Ziling clasped his fists at the guests on the two viewing platforms and said loudly, "You must be very curious about the voice you just heard. As you all guessed, what I heard just now was the voice of my dear friend Wuyou Xianjun! And the disappearance of Wuyou Xianjun must be well known. I want to find his trace again today, at the next Shuangxiu Ceremony! But everyone has also seen that although it is Wuyou's voice, it does not come from Wuyou's mouth! What's more, if it is really Wuyou Xianjun and I have a grudge against me, why don't you stand up and criticize yourself? Han Zhenjun, Wei Xianjun, and Epiphyllum Fairy are all present, and they can all help him uphold justice! Obviously, because this voice is just a villain, trying to take advantage of the missing Immortal Wuyou disturbed my double cultivation ceremony!"

Just when Xuan Ziling spoke to appease the guests and save the situation, Wei Ming also returned to his seat, and without waiting for Han Shuo next to him to ask questions, he offered to hand over a piece of paper talisman, and then without a word said the The puppet returned to its bosom again.

What Wei Ming handed over was a damaged sound transmission talisman. Obviously, the sound just now came from this sound transmission talisman.But the sound transmission talisman itself is nothing unusual, it's just an ordinary thing that can be bought everywhere, and you can't even find a mark.

Han Shuo tossed and turned and couldn't see the way, so he handed the sound-transmitting talisman back to Wei Ming, and at the same time glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye, but there was nothing unusual about it.Although there are many doubts in their hearts, both Wei Ming and Han Shuo understand that the current place is not suitable for communication, and if they want to talk in detail, they can only find another place after the ceremony is over.

At this time, Xuan Ziling even explained and completed the aftermath in a deterrent manner, and drank the wedding wine with the bride who had recovered her smile.

After the banquet, the wedding banquet began, and the bell in the Yuntai Hall rang again. Handsome and pretty maids came in from the courtyard door with spirit fruits and delicacies in their hands, adding wine to the tablecloths and dishes in front of the guests.

Qing Shi lowered her head with a smile, whispered to Wang Shuo at her feet, "You're lucky again."

Wang Shuo glanced at him, and said with a whimper, "I've seen it all—"

Qing Shi couldn't help blinking, waiting for it to continue with a constant smile.

"That talisman paper came out from under your shoe, I can see it clearly!" Sure enough, Wang Shuo couldn't bear his temper, and took the initiative to say, "There is another talisman paper on top of it, but you use it Step on them and they're gone!"

"What is it muttering about?" Wang Shuo didn't get any response, but Han Shuo's attention was drawn.

"What else can it be? I want to drink spirit wine." Qing Shi replied without changing his face.

"Can you understand what it said?" Wei Ming, who was next to him, raised his eyebrows and asked after hearing the two talking.

"Wei Xianjun, it seems that you must have never experienced what it means to have a sympathy." Qing Shi smiled slightly and stabbed Wei Ming back.

"You understand?" Wei Ming was obviously in a bad mood, and he sneered at the slightest word, and he didn't have the patience to come and go during the previous bickering.

"At least, we have a good understanding when we look at each other." Qing Shi hugged Wang Shuo's neck with a smile.

"Hmph!" Wei Ming snorted coldly, without further words.Han Shuo was right next to him, watching. Although he wanted to find someone to vent his anger on, he wasn't so confused as to attack those around Han Shuo in such a public place.

Han Shuo didn't take Wangshuo's low barks to heart either. The impression of this spirit beast's greed for food had already been planted in his mind by someone. Picking up a jug of spiritual wine just delivered by the maid, he handed it to Qing Shi, "Don't let it drink too much."

Qing Shi took the spirit wine with a smile, and flashed it in front of Wang Shuo's face pretentiously, which immediately aroused Wang Shuo's deep contempt.

"Don't expect to bribe me with this little thing!" Wang Shuo raised his head and said.

"What else?" Qing Shi asked with a smile.

"The wine I drank on New Year's Day, er, maybe it has more spiritual power than that!" Wang Shuo replied immediately.

"Success." Wang Shuo's request is not high, and Qing Shi is happy to accept it all.Seeing that Wang Shuo also nodded in satisfaction, Qing Shi opened the jug handed over by Han Shuo, and put it to Wang Shuo's mouth pretending to be courteous, "Master Wang Wang, please use—"

Wang Shuo opened his mouth and sucked all the spirit wine in the pot into his mouth, moved his mouth eagerly, brought another plate of spirit fruits, and fed them into Wang Shuo's mouth one by one, completely ignoring the expressions of the people around him.

Here Qing Shi is "serving" Wang Shuo, and the newcomers over there also start toasting the guests.According to the custom, from close to distant, the first person to drink the newcomer's wine was Xuan Haizhu, the Patriarch of the Xuan family.

"What kind of smell is this? Why does it feel weird?" As soon as the newcomer over there raised his glass, Wang Shuo's nose twitched suspiciously.

"Huh?" Qingshi was taken aback, subconsciously letting go of her sense of smell and smelling with Wangshuo.

——Albizia julibrissin? !

After thinking for a while, Qing Shi changed his face, and without thinking about other things, he hurriedly used the sound transmission technique to whisper to Wang Shuo, "Shout a few times, hurry up!!!"

Wang Shuo didn't know why, but he opened his throat obediently, and let out a loud howl.

This voice startled the guests again, Xuan Ziling, who was toasting over there, took down the wine glass brought to his mouth, and turned his head to look at Han Shuo.But his new wife had already drank half of the wine in the glass, Wang Shuo's call not only made her choke, but the wine that had already been drunk also entered her belly.

Before everyone understood why Han Zhenjun's spirit beast suddenly called out, the maid beside the bride made the third unexpected sound of today's grand ceremony——

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

This scream was worse than Wang Shuo's long howl, it was sharp and horrifying, and soon caused the other maids beside him to drop their trays, and joined in the screaming ranks covering their mouths.

"Why..." Xuan Ziling followed the gazes of the maids and turned to his new wife displeasedly, the words stuck in his throat before he could speak them.

Xuan Ziling's new wife saw that everyone around her was looking at her strangely, and touched her cheek subconsciously, and then found that there seemed to be something on the corner of her mouth, sticking to her snow-white palm, red and sticky, At first glance, it looks like rouge that hasn't been wiped off.

——This is... blood? !

The young female nun who established the foundation suddenly woke up, but then, a strange strange feeling came from her throat, as if something was gushing out, and her body began to be uncontrollable——

"Young lady!"

"Miss Nine!"

"Miss Jue!"

Seeing the crimson blood spurting from the bride's mouth, while the bride herself fell to the ground like a doll out of control, the people around her suddenly panicked and shouted whatever.The guests on the opposite viewing platform didn't care about being reserved, and stood up one after another to look around.

"Li Ren Drunk!" Seeing this scene, Wei Ming, who is very familiar with medicine, was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized, and hurriedly pushed the doll in his arms to Han Shuo, "Help me watch it for a while!"

While speaking, the man jumped out onto the viewing platform opposite, pushed away the maids who were still screaming, leaned over to check the bride's breath, and stretched out his hand to stain a little blood around his mouth. Put it under your nose and smell it.

"Is it poisoning?" Xuan Ziling next to him asked with a gloomy expression.

"You can say yes, or you can say no." Wei Ming replied, taking out a porcelain bottle, pouring out a pill and stuffing it into the unconscious bride's mouth.Then she changed three different porcelain bottles in a row, poured out three pills of different colors, mixed them together with spiritual power, and stuffed them into her mouth again.

"Wei Xianjun, can my daughter-in-law be saved?" Xuanhai Zhu, who had been watching indifferently, finally spoke.

"As long as you want to save them, you won't die." Wei Ming replied without raising his head.

"What does Wei Xianjun mean by this?" Xuan Haizhu's face darkened.

"Instead of questioning me here, it's better to carry her down for treatment." Wei Ming sneered and curled his lips, "The residual poison in her belly has been absorbed by my elixir, you just need to let her spit it out a few times, and then Then you can take care of your body slowly—and, brother Xuan, show me your glass of wine too."

Xuan Ziling immediately handed the wine glass to Wei Ming, but Wei Ming didn't pick it up. He lowered his head and sniffed it, then quickly raised his head and said, "Go and thank that spirit beast Han Shuo, otherwise your little wife won't be the one who vomited blood. gone."