Chapter 897 Mary Su Cultivation 75
For the next two days, Cang Jue felt all the negative emotions from Bei Yutang, and looked sad. His brows were also gathering little by little unconsciously, and he himself was unaware of all these changes, and no one would remind him.
"Cang Jue, five days later will be my double cultivation ceremony. If you can preside over the ceremony, it must be very perfect. Alas, unfortunately this is just my extravagant idea."
After saying this, Bei Yutang sat on the wooden pier and doodled on the ground.
It wasn't until the sun went down that she got up and left.
After she left, a tall figure quietly landed where she was just now. His eyes turned to the ground. There was a painting on the ground. In the painting, a couple of newlyweds were holding a ceremony of double cultivation. In front of the couple was a man with a silver mask.
Cang Jue's eyes fell on the man with the silver mask.
Is this a drawing of him? !
Because I don't know what I look like, I use a mask to cover it up.
After thinking about it, the corner of his lips lifted slightly.
He stretched out his hand and waved, and the whole piece of earth was separated from the ground below, and the painting was peeled off the ground and entered into his storage ring. After he left, the originally stripped earth returned to its original state.
After painting that day, Cang Jue never saw Bei Yutang again. Knowing that she should be busy preparing for the double cultivation ceremony, who said she knew, but she always felt empty in her heart, and her emotions fluctuated slightly.
This is the first time he has encountered such a thing for him, who cultivates the ruthless way.
Five days passed in a blink of an eye, Bei Yutang and Baili Xunfeng's double cultivation ceremony arrived as promised. All major sects sent people over to congratulate, and nearby cultivating families and small sects came early to show respect.
If ordinary disciples held a double cultivation ceremony, it would not be so grand, but the person who joined this time was the daughter of Bei Wenyuan, a cultivator of the Spirit Transformation stage. Seeing Bei Wenyuan's face, the guests who came were all heavyweights.
The entire Yinxianmen has not been so lively for a long time, with lanterns and colorful lights everywhere, and the sect is full of festivities.
Before Bei Yutang left his cave, a nightmare sounded in his ears.
"Remember what I said, you have successfully held a grand ceremony with him, and you don't need to save your life." There was a chill in the nightmare's voice, which made Bei Yutang's heart tremble. No matter how carefully she distinguishes, she will find that there is a trace of unhappiness in his cold tone.
Bei Yutang was wearing a bright red neon clothes and feathers, with exquisite makeup, especially the eyebrows, which were originally five-point gorgeous, and Shengsheng mentioned it to ten. The slanted corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and there was an indescribable charm. , but her cold face and clear eyes made her feel like a fairy from the dust.
Two completely different temperaments, strangely appearing in the same person, but perfectly integrated, not abrupt at all.
When the fairy music sounded, eighteen women in white clothes stepped on the auspicious clouds and dragged a golden sedan chair, and came in the air. The eyes of the guests all focused on the woman in the sedan chair.
The sedan chair is hollowed out around it, with only light gauze hanging down, the breeze blowing, and the people in the sedan chair are looming. Occasionally showing a corner, people only feel that the person in the sedan chair is as beautiful as a fairy.
On the Tianzi Peak, Cang Jue naturally heard the celestial music of welcoming relatives. Almost the next second, his figure disappeared from the spot.