Celestial Master [entertainment circle]

Today's Xuanmen world divides strength into one to five levels, and each level is separated by a natural moat.

At this time, when Luo Shifang and Qi Shaoyan used the strength of the peak of the third level to face the ghosts and Zhizharen who were generally only in the early and middle stages of the second level, they showed superb combat effectiveness. As long as there were enough pills, they could go all the way.

But it doesn't mean that they didn't think about it during this period of time. In fact, after fighting for a while, they quickly discovered a problem.

They seem to be moving forward, but in fact they seem to be spinning in circles. This is undoubtedly the skill of space folding.

If they just used brute force to destroy, even if they rescued all the ghosts and razed every small palace to the ground, they might not be able to reach the destination.

Qi Shaoyan looked at Luo Shifang who was still fierce and fierce, and secretly sighed that the other party's physical strength was rare, but he couldn't hold it anymore, and said immediately:

"Wait, if this continues, we're afraid we're going to be played to death. Sorry, my spiritual power is unsustainable, and the pills on my body are limited after all. We have to find other ways."

"I know, so I've been looking for it."

Luo Shifang casually crushed a fierce ghost that was rushing towards him with the Jingling Jue. The violence in the scene really didn't seem like a serious escape.

According to Luo Shifang's idea, after they razed the small palaces to the ground, they then took advantage of the situation to find space nodes, and then entered the next floor... so that they could advance to the main hall sooner or later.

He doesn't have enough grasp of space, facing the current situation, he can't think of a better way for the time being.

Obviously, Qi Shaoyan's grasp of space is not enough to allow him to come and go freely in this area.

The battery of the mobile phone was completely wiped out by the strong evil spirit in the air, and the watch failed. The two of them could only judge the passage of time by feeling.

They felt that they had been fighting here for about a day, and logically, rescue should have arrived.

But now the rescue has not arrived for a long time, so the two are very suspicious whether the speed of time in this small Ruyi world is the same as that of the outside world.

If this is the case, then it involves a time law that is more complicated than space... Of course, it is also possible that this small wishful world will subtly change the consciousness of the entrant.

Will is a very magical thing. Sometimes people feel that a period of time passes very long, and sometimes people feel that a period of time passes quickly. According to science, when a person dives deeply into dreams, the passage of time will slow down abnormally .

Science and metaphysics have always existed objectively, just as human beings cannot catch free spirits in the air with the naked eye, but it does not mean that they do not exist.

One thing worth explaining is that neither the law of time nor the influence of will is a good thing for Luo Shifang and Qi Shaoyan.

"We flattened this land like a bulldozer, but space has never been a plane. It can be a sphere or a square. But we may just be standing on a relative plane. Our underground may It is another piece of flat land, and it may never be able to reach the main hall."

Luo Shifang's words made Qi Shaoyan nod frequently.

Those who practice physical skills are not very smart, but Luo Shifang is obviously not like that.

At this moment, they watched the sun move down from the noon position, and then slowly come back, as if there is only noon in the day, and the sun can only move like this.

After thinking for a while, the two of them had a flash of inspiration. They looked at the sky at the same time, and then looked at the earth in a very tacit understanding.

"This piece of sky looks lofty, and there are also changes in the sun, moon and stars, but it may only be equivalent to a realistic projection screen. In fact, our distance from the sky is not that far away, and it may be accessible or even smashed. "

"And this piece of land seems to be deep, but theoretically, even the earth can open a hole to connect directly to the other end. This wishful little world can't get there if you do everything you can. It may be easier to get rid of this layer of barriers. Work hard."

Luo Shifang and Qi Shaoyan smiled at each other, with a strong desire to destroy in their eyes.

Ahem... It should be said that I really want to find out.

Qi Shaoyan: "Do you want to go to heaven?"

Luo Shifang blinked: "...I think this seems a bit like cursing."

"Ahem, I'm sorry." Qi Shaoyan put it another way, "Can I go to heaven?"

It seems to be still in content.

Luo Shifang didn't bother to worry so much anymore, because they were just thinking about it now.

He shook his head: "No, at the height of the roof, we can jump to 50 meters with the Wind Control Talisman and Qinggong. The premise is that we have the Wind Control Talisman, how about you?"

The Yufeng Talisman is different from the Qinggong Talisman. The latter is a second-level talisman, while the former is a third-level talisman. The prices vary widely.

The incident happened suddenly, Luo Shifang was not so well prepared.

But there is one thing to say, 50 meters is considered a trapeze.

Qi Shaoyan couldn't help looking sideways, and then sighed: "I have the Yufeng Talisman here, and I may encounter any dangerous situations when I go out. I have a whole set of second- and third-level Talismans hidden on me, and I have three of each. I practice swords. With the blessing of a charm, it should be able to reach 30 meters."

The sword cultivators of this era are not as strong as described in the fantasy novels of cultivating immortals. There is no such thing as leapfrog challenges or the strongest swordsmanship.

Although the sword is the king of soldiers and has always been known as the "lord of a hundred soldiers", in fact each weapon has its own strengths. It is like Qi Shaoyan fighting Luo Shifang, and he may be exhausted by the latter.

However, since there is a wind talisman, it will be much easier to handle.

Qi Shaoyan suggested: "You use me as a pedal, borrow your strength, add up to 80 meters, maybe you can get there."

Luo Shifang readily agreed.

They found a small building that hadn't been destroyed, and the two easily climbed up to the roof. Qi Shaoyan put a spell on himself, and then jumped straight away, rushing straight away at a speed that even a pole vaulter can mourn.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Shifang also rushed up one step after him, leaping into the air!

The recoil of this full leap directly caused a roof to collapse.

Qi Shaoyan, who was rising steadily, carefully calculated the height, and behind him, Luo Shifang's momentum was even stronger.

20 m.

25 m.

29 meters...

30 meters!

This is the limit!

"quick!"

When he felt that he could no longer move forward, he let out a loud cry in his throat.

Almost at the same moment, Luo Shifang's foot stepped heavily on his shoulder.

Even Qi Shaoyan quickly slapped Zhang Yufeng Talisman on his body to resist the impact of Luo Shifang's kick.

Even so, he still felt that he was about to vomit blood, and his body fell rapidly!

If it weren't for the protective sword energy body, I'm afraid he would be directly injured if he fell to the ground.

On the other side, Luo Shifang soon discovered that the sky was really just a screen.

The sun, which looks far away on the ground, actually has a radius of less than one meter and does not emit heat. At best, it is equivalent to an incandescent lamp.

Moreover, before he reached 80 meters and was only a little over 70 meters from the ground, he had already reached the top.

This reminded him of an idiom: strong outside but capable inside.

Luo Shifang wrapped his spiritual power around his fist, and was about to break open the sky with his strength, when the sun suddenly sent a suction force and sucked him in.

And Qi Shaoyan, who was lying on the ground panting, saw her eyes lit up: there really is a mystery!

I don't know if the sun is going to the hub of the main hall of Ruyi Palace?

only……

"I'm here to stay?"

Qi Shaoyan couldn't help doubting his life.

A dignified third-level peak powerhouse, or an important police officer of a special department, has just been reduced to a...stepping stone?

Seeing some fierce ghosts gathered around again, he sighed, pasted a breath-changing talisman on himself, and hid himself.

By the way, he also threw two small paper figurines stained with blood of himself and Luo Shifang.

The paper figures transformed into Qi Shaoyan and Luo Shifang in a short while. Compared with the prototype, the transformed appearance was weak and imposing, with a complexion as pale as paper, and a kidney deficiency appearance that had been madly high for three days and three nights.

It's just that the ghosts with killing instincts saw them and immediately bit at them. The two transfigured human figures actually let out piercing screams, and they were gnawed clean in a short while.

Qi Shaoyan walked to the corner, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at the ground with a sneer.

If you can't go to the sky, then hide in the ground. He still doesn't believe that he can't dig through this small sesame seed by digging down from the ground.

……

In the small courtyard that seems to blur day and night and seasons, there are colorful falling flowers, small bridges and flowing water.

The straight young man in white sits in front of the stone table, and the elegant and refined lady in Tsing Yi reclines on the couch, forming a beautiful picture.

In fact, Yan Yuan was holding the Four Books and Five Classics with dull eyes, and paper, ink, brush and inkstone were placed in front of him.

His facial expression was very serious, and his slender fingers slowly turned a page, making others look at him and think that this person must be a hard-working student, and he will become a master in the future!

However, only Yan Yuan knew it.

At least...they pretended to be in place.

To be honest, these books are too boring and not to his liking, he can't read a single word, he would rather read some architectural drawings.

Not to mention the architectural drawings, even the medicinal herb illustrated book is more interesting than the ones at hand.

But in his study, there is nothing more than scriptures.

Reason told him that he should work hard and make progress, obtain fame and honor his ancestors.

After all, this is in line with his current status as a down-and-out young master.

Well, but this knowledge...

It does not enter the brain!

Obviously in memory, the Four Books, Five Classics, and historical classics are all things he has learned, but he can't remember them.

Maybe memory itself is unreliable, he feels that he has no feelings for the beautiful woman in front of him.

Zhen Si told him that this was a sequelae caused by ghosts. He...believed on the surface, but had doubts in his heart.

Speaking of which, how long has it been since he was picked up by Zhen Si, and the two of them have been together day and night?

Ten days, half a month, or longer?

What is the thing that I have been telling myself to find in my heart?

do not know!

Longer and longer hair is also very troublesome to tidy up.

The more I think about it, the more irritable I become.

Just have a crew cut, cut off the thread of love, regret marriage and run away alone, and go to the end of the world with a sword.

All kinds of questions haunt Yan Yuan, he has long since given up studying, and what is turning over and over in his mind is some "deviant" things.

When troubles are reflected on his face, outsiders can see that his handsome sword eyebrows are slightly frowned from time to time, and a serious and cautious look flashes in his deep peach eyes. Coupled with a noble and noble character, he is really a mortal immortal .

Suddenly, the woman in Tsing Yi, who was not far away from him, cast her eyes on the horizon and made a sound that was astonishing but also expected.

"what?"

Were those two muscular saboteurs finally swallowed up by evil spirits and ghosts?

It's not easy, it's only level three, but it's so hard to deal with, it saved countless ghosts of her subordinates, and even her seven Ying'er are gone.

If it wasn't for the fact that she had just woken up recently, the operation of the spell was stagnant, and the memory of Mr. Yan needed to be stabilized, she would have gone to kill the two puzzled people long ago.

For this reason, she had to postpone the marriage, fearing that bad things would happen.

Now, after paying a small price, the trouble was finally resolved, and Zhen Si showed a satisfied smile.

It's time to let the wedding take place.

Zhen Si walked gracefully to Yan Yuan's side, covered her lips and smiled lightly, her eyes sparkled, she looked like a real person than a flower.

It is said that women who are in love are the most beautiful, and this point can be perfectly displayed on Zhen Si.

If anyone else sees the reddish cheeks of this beauty, they must be heartbroken.

But Yan Yuan felt a chill in his heart silently.

"Young Master Yan, you and I have been together day and night for many days. Now that the auspicious day is approaching, we are finally going to tie the knot. In the future, you and I will be able to sing and sing together as a pair of loving mandarin ducks."

She didn't wait for Yan Yuan to make a sound, she waved her sleeves, and the fragrant wind blew by, and the latter froze on the chair immediately.

If it wasn't for him still breathing, his hair would be lifted by the breeze, and others thought that time had stopped on him.

Zhen Si waved her sleeve again.

One second the quiet and comfortable small courtyard, the next second it is decorated with red silk and red lanterns for weddings, and the word "Happy" is pasted on every door.

The time also changed from day to evening.

She clapped her hands, and a group of pale paper pierced people entered one after another. In the blink of an eye, they turned into festively dressed maids, picked up tools and started cleaning.

Whether it really needs to be cleaned is another matter though.

And outside the house, there are also a bunch of paper-made people who turned into guests with different appearances and clothes, sitting at the banquet, talking and laughing with each other, and even toasting back and forth.

Stacks of plates were automatically placed on the banquet, filled with chicken, duck and fish, and exuding a tangy aroma of food... It is completely impossible to see that it is fake.

"Okay, the interior and exterior decorations, maids and servants, and guests' banquets are all ready. However, the wedding ceremony is a big event, and it cannot be sloppy. It must be done according to the original specifications, and we cannot use magic tricks to fool us."

Every time Zhen Si took a step, the environment in the main hall area would undergo some changes.

And the environment of this area is actually a perfect copy of an ancient street.

The paper-wrapped people performed their respective roles, including children watching a play, shopkeepers running shops, passers-by, and even beggars.

The original desolation was suddenly replaced by bustle and bustle.

If someone enters this place by mistake, they will not believe that the people living here are all made of paper, because it is so full of life.

There are many fine petals and red silk on the street, and the sound of firecrackers is loud.

This is the proper scene for a son of a rich family to marry the owner of Ruyi Palace.

She is a woman, and she wants the man who loves her to come and greet her, and then marry him.

Sitting in the boudoir of Ruyi Palace, facing a bronze mirror, she has already changed into a wedding gown... She even let the paper tie people into a beautiful woman in a yellow shirt. From that appearance, she is clearly already Huang Yinger who was saved.

"Ying'er, you should comb my hair."

Huang Ying'er, played by the Zhizharen, nodded expressionlessly, and began to comb Zhen Si's hair with flexible movements.

And the latter suddenly said: "Speaking of which, you can't let yourself wear makeup."

After all, she asked another paper-made man to act as Lan Yinger to paint her makeup.

In front of the quaint bronze mirror, Zhen Si saw her beautiful appearance in her wedding dress, and finally smiled shyly and lovingly.

"I hope that my husband will like me like this. How long will it take for him to come?"

……

On the other side, Yan Yuan woke up in a daze, only to realize that he should have fallen asleep in a daze just now.

Today is his big day.

It was dusk now.

Three years ago, he was kidnapped by a female ghost, and his family members were brutally slaughtered. It was Zhen Si who helped him cheer up.

At the very beginning, Zhen Si wanted to carry on the last wish of his deceased parents, and the two would get married early, but he himself stated righteously that he would keep his filial piety for three years, so in the past three years, he studied hard in order to gain fame, and quietly accompanied him for convenience. By his side, the two are not husband and wife, it is better than...

Stop.

He can't stand it.

Speaking of it, he seemed to hate reading those scriptures.

"Three years seem to have passed by in a flash. I just recalled all kinds of things, and I just feel like I was forcibly indoctrinated."

"In the end, I seem to have other things to do, so I just regret the marriage and run away..."

Yan Yuan frowned, his thoughts were too much, Zhen Si was so kind to him, how could he...

Stop.

It's a little annoying.

Now that he has changed into a wedding robe, he has no choice but to shoot.

As a groom's official, it was much easier for him to dress up than for the bride. He didn't need to paint or decorate his hair. He only had to put on his wedding gown, which was considered well-dressed.

Yan Yuan sat in front of the mirror in a daze.

"Master, you should go to Ruyi Palace~"

Hearing the boy's voice outside, Yan Yuan said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute, I think I should have a red mole on my forehead, since it's a big day, I should be more cautious, you go and prepare cinnabar for me. "

There was a sound of footsteps outside, and a piece of ink pad was delivered to him in the time it took for a cup of tea.

--too fast.

Yan Yuan frowned: "Ink pad... Don't be kidding, this thing is used on the article, my face is not white paper, are you laughing at my pale face?"

There was another burst of chaos, and a servant girl delivered the prepared cinnabar to him.

Yan Yuan calmly said: "A man also needs to be delicate on the day of marriage, otherwise outsiders may belittle me. This cinnabar needs to have a floral fragrance."

This time the speed was faster. After half a cup of tea, a servant girl served the third serving of cinnabar.

Yan Yuan's tone became more severe: "This color is not correct enough. If it is not positive red, it is unlucky. Do you want my blood to splatter on the spot?!"

A servant came over and said respectfully: "Master, you should go, don't keep the Palace Master waiting for a long time, after all, we are the high climbers."

"Are you talking to me?" Yan Yuan's eyes were deep, and the corners of his mouth were curled coldly, "It seems that you can't see that Zhen Si and I can get along well? You really don't know how to compliment."

These words were truthfully passed into Zhen Si's ears.

Who told this cinnabar to be prepared by her.

In view of what Yan Yuan said was just and well-founded, Zhen Si thought at first that he was procrastinating on purpose, but now that the other party mentioned her, the suspicion in her heart was dispelled.

"It seems that my husband is indeed a person who pays attention to etiquette. If I don't accompany you, it seems that I am underestimating my wedding."

Although there is a saying that there are only three things, but here in Yan Yuan, some things must be perfect.

After the fifth portion of cinnabar was presented, Yan Yuan finally got up slowly, but did not touch the portion of cinnabar.

The servant girls around couldn't help reminding: "Master, where are you going? The cinnabar mole hasn't been touched yet."

Yan Yuan said faintly: "They are all a bunch of trash. I told you to prepare the things you must prepare the first time, and you will only prepare them the fifth time. Don't you know that the things that need to be prepared on the day of marriage are best prepared in one step. Has the meaning of 'Wish to win the heart'? Now that you are ready, it is just to dispel bad luck, but it cannot be used, and it is not beautiful to use it."

Surrounded by paper-stitched people, their minds were rigid, and they looked confused at the moment: Is there such a custom?

Zhen Si: It seems...it is quite accurate. Certain things must be prepared, but if they are not prepared perfectly, they cannot be used, and if they are finally prepared, they will not be used.

Yan Yuan: Heh~ It's just nonsense in a serious manner.

But Yan Yuan's attention to etiquette is not limited to this.

When going out, he turned his head three times at a step, bowed and cupped his hands shallowly every time, making people want to catch him to Ruyi Palace, but in his mouth, this is "sincerity".

It is a good thing that sincerity can move the heavens, the spirit of the ancestors can be moved by sincerity, and blessings can be bestowed.

Zhen Si felt Yan Yuan's behavior from a distance, and thought to herself: Although it is an etiquette that I have never heard of, it still makes sense, wait a minute.

Yan Yuan: Well, it’s fake.

Originally, the simple steps of changing clothes, going out, and entering Ruyi Palace in a carriage were suddenly increased to a dozen steps by him.

Asking is etiquette!You must abide by it to be blessed!

Yan Yuan didn't know what he was procrastinating, but a voice in his subconscious told him that he had to procrastinate!

The wedding rules of Ruyi Palace are a bit special, the man must enter Ruyi Palace with a betrothal gift, and after that he has to live in Ruyi Palace for a long time, at least he is not allowed to travel far without permission.

If he intentionally violated this rule, the woman would be regarded as a traitor to the sect, and her skills should be abolished, while the man would be branded a hooligan and beaten to death.

But this rule also protects the Ruyi Palace disciples very well.

As the saying goes, there is no rule without rules.

This is the place of pure cultivation that women all over the world desire to enter—Ruyi Palace.

On the way to Ruyi Palace, Yan Yuan kept throwing copper coins of wedding candy out. This is indeed a custom, but he insisted on doing it himself, and he had to watch the looting people pick up the things before walking for a while.

Just as the paper piercer was about to remind me, Yan Yuan said again:

"I remember that there is a custom of 'asking for red envelopes' in our wedding holidays. We give it out on our own initiative, so that the other party has given us happiness. Now this group of people seems to be busy, but what if there is something wrong? Take it or rob someone else, is that a blessing or a curse?"

He had a cold appearance but said compassionate words, which was really attractive, and the slight dissatisfaction that Zhen Si had just raised was gone.

Finally, when he arrived at Ruyi Palace and met with the guests, Yan Yuan was almost at a loss.

He watched Zhen Si cover her face with a red gauze, only revealing a pair of eyes, holding a picture scroll in her hand, and hung it on the high hall.

"This is my master and ancestor, and I should go to pay homage to my ancestors, right?"

Yan Yuan nodded lightly.

Forget it, if the other party wants to do this, it can be regarded as delaying him.

He is waiting for someone.

Although I don't know who I'm waiting for.

But he is very clear that his thoughts are definitely not groundless.

After paying homage to the ancestor, Yan Yuan raised his wine glass and planned to take Zhen Si to fight all over the audience.

"However, I don't know how to drink. If you think about it carefully, you should be able to dispel the alcohol, so I will leave this matter to you."

Zhen Si: "..."

"Lang Jun was joking, how can there be any reason for the bride to respect the audience?"

Yan Yuan frowned slightly: "If you don't have such a custom here, I would be rude. Although I hope to make our wedding perfect, but if it offends you, then some steps should be cancelled. After all, happiness and happiness after marriage No, how lucky you are is still a matter for two people."

Zhen Si looked at Yan Yuan intently for a long while, then said with a charming smile, "It's just such a trivial matter as drinking. Since your husband has such a tradition in his family, I should abide by it."

This is to retreat to advance.

Yan Yuan coldly raised glasses and toasted tables with Zhen Si, not pretending to be festive, as if he was watching a stranger's wedding with cold eyes.

And the wine is all drunk by Zhen Si, although it has the aroma of wine, but whether it is real wine is another matter.

Yan Yuan was going to say something like handing out wedding candies, but this time, Zhen Si said to him in a soft tone:

"Lang Jun, the auspicious time must not be delayed. Let's go to the church quickly. There are too many red tapes, but it is not beautiful... Thinking about it carefully, you must be tired, right?"

Yan Yuan didn't give any face, and said indifferently: "I'm not tired."

"No, you're tired." Zhen Si chuckled, her eyes filled with love and concern, "I understand, you don't need to be brave, come here."

As soon as Zhen Si put her hands together, Yan Yuan suddenly felt that he could no longer control his body.

--wrong!Everything is wrong!

But Yan Yuan was trapped in a cage from the very beginning, even if he tried his best, he was no match for Zhen Si.

In fact, he blurted out a bunch of fallacies, which has greatly delayed the time, not only creating opportunities for himself, but also for Luo Shifang and Qi Shaoyan.

The matchmaker appeared at the right time, and even though Yan Yuan was 1 unwilling in his heart, he began to visit the hall like a puppet manipulated by Zhen Si.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

The two bowed to the outside.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The two bowed to the portraits and rankings on the high hall.

"couple……"

"Wait a minute!"

A long sword slashed at Zhen Si with the momentum of thunder, and the ground broke open, and a figure in a suit appeared in front of everyone.

Yan Yuan's pupils shrank, and he and Qi Shaoyan looked at each other in blank dismay.

The former thought: This is...Which one?

But the latter looked around and couldn't help asking: Where is Luo Shifang? !

But before Qi Shaoyan wanted to pull Yan Yuan away, Zhen Si also made a move: "Unexpectedly, you are still alive and dare to come and destroy my wedding?"

She smiled like a flower, her eyes were gloomy, and she was as beautiful as a rose covered with poisonous thorns. From the wide sleeve of the dress, she protruded a slender hand dyed with Koudan, and reached towards Qi Shaoyan's neck.

A shot is a killer move!

Qi Shaoyan had the strength of the peak of the third level anyway, and after barely avoiding this move, he began to fight with him.

However, the two sides were far behind in terms of cultivation and experience. Within twenty rounds, Qi Shaoyan's neck had already been strangled by Zhen Si.

It is clear that Zhen Si's wrist is so slender, but Yan Yuan and Qi Shaoyan are very clear that this seemingly weak hand can break a grown man's neck with a little force.

Qi Shaoyan's complexion turned from white to blue, his eyes protruded, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Wait, on the wedding day, you must not see blood, this is the worst taboo!"

When Yan Yuan's voice came out, Zhen Si let go.

Qi Shaoyan fell to the ground, panting heavily: If Yan Yuan hadn't reminded him, he would have almost died.

Unexpectedly, the gap between the two sides would be so large, it was obviously only the fourth level that had just awakened.

"Hehe~" Zhen Si said angrily, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, I also know that this is a big taboo. Even though it is a bad guest, why don't you keep it here and kill it tomorrow."

As soon as she lifted her thin body, the red silk bound Qi Shaoyan firmly, with such strength that the latter was unable to break free at all.

Seeing that the "husband and wife worship" session is about to start again, Yan Yuan's heart moved, and he said: "Since the worship hall has been interrupted, starting it again, also has the meaning of 'double accommodation and double habitat'."

"...That's fine, I've done what you want, sir, anyway, you can't escape."

Zhen Si pondered for a moment, then hooked Yan Yuan with the sparkle in her eyes.

Yan Yuan dodged silently.

I secretly wondered if there was any delay in Dafa not being performed.

The author has something to say: Qi Shaoyan: Look at the words "tool man" written all over my face.