Vol 6 Chapter 55: Grand wedding

In the Tianyuan Holy Land, there are a lot of lights and colorful scenes.
The red silk and satin covered the ground, and all kinds of Qionglou Yuyu were decorated with festive lanterns and tassels. Each disciple wore a big red dress, and was busy with joy to welcome visitors from all directions.
After all, this is their suzerain, the first in the astronomical chart, the wedding of "Young Master Nangong" Nangongli!
Even the saint of Qian Muzong was married! The other party used almost the entire sect as a dowry! The significance of this is naturally very important! Represents the full surrender of another holy land!
At the gate of the mountain, there was a bustling flow of people, and it was obvious that all the major forces in the world came to congratulate.
Many martial arts tycoons and heroes are not blindfolded. On the contrary, the old treacherous and cunning people compete one by one. Naturally, it can be seen that the great significance of this wedding. Through marriage, Tianyuan and the extreme holy land have merged, and now a thousand muzongs are added. It is impossible to say that in the future, a unified force similar to the Wu Dynasty will rise in the world of Tianwu!
Therefore, no matter how unwilling in my heart, or even wishing that Nangong Li would immediately go crazy and die, at this time, the helms of the various forces must also be respectful and accompany them with a smile to congratulate, for fear of a slight disrespect in the manners, and be the first afterwards. Liquidation.
"Xingwu County Lieyangzong, Yang Yang hand Ding Peng arrived! Presented three thousand-year ginseng as a gift, fifty pairs of flawless jade bi..."
Following the welcome chant, Ding Peng led two disciples behind him and entered the mountain gate in a trance.
"It turns out to be Senior Lianyang Hand Ding, please here!"
The person who came to welcome the guests was just an ordinary disciple. Although he was smiling, his face was still tender and the fluff on the corner of his mouth was very obvious.
‘Tianyuan Holy Land is so ostentatious that it sent such a nasty baby to welcome the old man! ’
Ding Peng was discouraged, but he couldn't think of it, with a smile on his face: "You lead the way!"
However, it is clear that to a giant-level power such as Tianyuan Holy Land, Sanyangzong, who is ranked first in a county and has only his own local yuan warrior, is really nothing.
Of course, if it weren't for me to be a bit of martial arts power, I am afraid that I would not even be able to enter the mountain gate today!
Inside the Tianyuan Holy Land, the flow of people was bustling and there were obviously many people who came to congratulate him. Ding Peng followed this disciple seven turns and eight turns, and his eyes suddenly widened, and a huge square emerged with hundreds of tables full of seats. The delicacies and fine wines are generally served on the water rack.
"Senior Ding, your position is here!"
The disciple took him to a banquet slightly in front of the square and sat down. From here, you can see a magnificent palace. From time to time, there are one or more people, and they are kindly invited by the deacon with all smiles. get inside.
"In the main hall, I am afraid that only the same holy land or the celestial image warrior can enter..."
Ding Peng casually hit the disciple, but he laughed a little at himself: "Fortunately, it's not bad here. At least I can barely see the inside of the temple. It's not first-rate, but second-rate top-notch..."
"It turned out to be Brother Ding!"
At this moment, a fat man in a blue shirt on the left greeted him. Ding Peng saw that he was an acquaintance, and smiled immediately: "Mr. Lan Da is here too?"
"How can you not come to the wedding of Lord Nangong?"
Although this fat blue man was smiling all over his face, the dissatisfaction in his eyes was still keenly caught by Ding Peng.
"It turned out to be Sect Master Ding, in Xiaqinghe County..."
The left and right hands are all famous people in the nearby counties, who have a lot of affinity with Ding Peng, and they all come forward to see him at this time.
Ding Peng, as the master of a sect, is naturally sleek and exquisite, and he greets the past one by one, without the slightest omission, and he treats others decently.
After all, people in the rivers and lakes value righteousness and despise life, and care more about face and fame. Those who are present are big bosses. If they are considered to be poor manners and deliberately contemptuous, there will be considerable trouble in the future.
This ceremony was naturally extremely cumbersome. When Ding Peng sat down again, he found that all the guests had arrived. Near the auspicious hour, the band played music, the bells and drums sounded in unison, and the piano and siren were in harmony, which was quite melodious and pleasant.
"Su Wen Qian Muzong saint is the first beauty in the martial arts, I can finally see it today..."
The fat blue man next to him laughed.
Ding Peng knew that this man was unique in martial arts, with yang and strong sexuality. Although he didn't do anything offensive, but there were so many concubines, very famous, and he couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Lan Da Touching the scene, could it be that after going back, you want to accept another concubine?"
This is a joke. Every time this fat blue man takes a concubine, he spreads out invitations, asks for gifts, and exploits the surrounding gangs to the utmost misery, almost ruining his family for this, and relocating the entire sect.
"Exactly!"
Fat Lan smiled triumphantly: "Zai Xia is already optimistic about a woman, and will accept her as the 72nd concubine on the fifteenth of next month. Brother, please come over and drink a glass of thin wine!"
Ding Peng's smile was stagnant, thinking of the last time this fat man was overjoyed, he had already given a hundred taels of gold, and he was secretly hurt.
This person is very good for money and face. For this gift, he was evil to the master of the earth, and it was naturally worthless, but once it was a hundred taels of gold, and 72 concubines were seven thousand two hundred taels of gold! ! !
This is because Ding Peng dropped He Yi several times later, but no matter how low he was, he was afraid that the fat man would turn his face. When he agreed to come down, his heart was dripping blood.
Regardless of the lord of his sect, he also controls a county, but the thousands of warriors under him rely on him to feed, and they can't exhaust their fish. It is true that the landlord's family has no surplus food.
"I heard that this fat blue man lived like a prince, without the burden of a sect, and he was very happy... Alas... It's a pity that I can't learn him...
Ding Peng sighed secretly.
Several people pushed their cups and changed their cups, and finally got the business.
"This time Nangong Son's big wedding, some schools are already ready to go bankrupt to please them, and even just don't want the ancestor and the dough!"
A dark-faced man next to him snorted, "Have you seen the first few tables? They are all offering the treasures of the sect inheritance, or the martial arts secrets at the bottom of the box as a gift. It is really not a son of man, so shameless! "
"Sure enough?"
Ding Peng originally thought that he was bleeding this time, but now when he heard it, the wrist holding the wine glass still couldn't help but he thought to himself: "In these surrendered sects, 80% of them have childcare, maybe it is in the secret of Tianyuan Holy Land. The power of the exhibition, at this time, is making a move to lead the trend. If I don't surrender, the catastrophe is in front of me...really should be killed! ’
"Then Brother Blackfaced God, who is it from?"
The fat blue pupil next to him flashed with blue meaning, and asked with a faint smile.
"I'm old black, of course not anywhere..."
The black face smiled heartily, and touched the wine glass to his lips, pretending to be mysterious: "There are only a few great holy places left, are you willing to merge into the Tianyuan holy land? So let's not say more, just look at it..."
When he said these words, he deliberately lowered his voice.
"Do you have any news?"
The minds of warriors such as Ding Peng and Fat Lan were mobilized at once.
Let them alone carry the combination of Heavenly Origin Holy Land, Extreme Divine Land, and Qian Muzong, naturally they don't have the courage.
But if there is a leader, and even the leader belongs to the Holy Land, then it is a different matter. When that happens, they naturally don't mind secretly adding to the flames.
After all, I would rather be a chicken head than a cow queen!
As a warrior, he naturally has such arrogance in his heart.
Even if you are not a warrior, once you have tasted the fun of monopolizing power, how many are willing to bow to others?
"The saint of Qian Muzong is here!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the front, one pass ten, ten pass a hundred, the whole square suddenly came down solemnly, thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the direction of the mountain gate.
clank!
The eight-tone piano sounded one after another, like a dream in the garden, ethereal and refined.
Two columns of Tsing Yi girl models walked in, carrying palace lanterns, wearing a group fan, looking beautiful and beautiful, beautiful and delicious, making many martial arts tycoons thumbs up: "It is said that a thousand women of thousands of sects are out of vulgarity, just ordinary female disciples. It's all like this, I don't know how graceful the saint is?"
In the reverie, a scent of fragrance lingered, empty and thin, with a Zen intent.
Surrounded by the nine sacred lotus envoys, Sect Master Qian Mu walked in with the hand of the saint.
Everyone held their breath.
Sect Master Qian Mu is a middle-aged lady, wearing a phoenix hairpin on her head, wearing a gold-green robe, tassels dragging the floor, graceful and generous, you can imagine that she was definitely a famous beauty when she was young.
The Nine Lotus Saint Envoy was not a vulgar product. Ten beauties, like Chunlan Qiuju, were good at winning, but they were all beaten by the girl in the center.
She only wore a blue shirt, too simple, only two big red ribbons on her shoulders, she looked like a bride, her face was slightly pink, covered with a layer of tulle, covering half of her face. But a pair of eyes that are as brilliant as the stars and contain all things, as if they contain all the beautiful eyes in the world, are already worth the price.
Here comes the Saint Thousand Mu, as if a clear spring is flowing slowly, but the clear water flows out of hibiscus, it is natural to be decorated, the purest ‘natural beauty’!
"it is good!"
Even though I could not get a full picture, but just looking at her graceful figure and a pair of eyes, the people present had already made sure that this woman must be a peerless posture, and a thought came up in her heart: "This woman matches Lord Nangong. A perfect match, a perfect couple, a perfect couple!"
...
"My bride is here!"
After the main hall, Nangongli dressed in a bright red dress, spreading his hands, allowing Bi Qiu to smooth every wrinkle on his body.
"The young master is overjoyed. If the master and the wife meet, they will certainly be very pleased!"
Qing'er fastened the belt for Nangong Li, and hung a red sachet on it, sending Nangong Li all the way out.
Nangongli strode out, and turned her head inadvertently. Seeing Qing'er standing by the door, looking like a husband's stone, she felt a little unbearable: ‘After the Saint Thousand Mu passes the door, give her a place! ’
This thought was only a flash, and he was forgotten, and he greeted the bride with a smile on his face.
There is his real battlefield today! ..