Chapter 350: Wedding "Part 2"

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That night, the sky above the Taisu Holy Land was filled with colorful clouds.

A flower rain fell on the Sky Continent.

One by one, the ascetics left their caves where they had been secluded for many years and looked up at the night sky.

Mortals from all the dynasties also spontaneously walked out of their homes, bathing in the continuous rain of flowers on the streets and at their doorsteps.

The children stretched out their hands, grabbed the petals, chased each other and played.

Soon a magical scene happened.

An old man with gray hair and hunched back, his hair turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his hunched back gradually straightened.

The son who was supporting him on the side saw this scene and couldn't help but open his eyes wide, covering his mouth in disbelief, "Dad, you..."

He was shocked to find that not only his father, but other old people nearby also seemed to have returned to their youth.

In a short period of time, he became more than a few dozen years younger.

And a magical scene also happened to him, his right hand, which had been broken for several years, was restored to its original state.

At the same time

The children running on the street stopped, closed their eyes, and looked up.

If you look closely, you can see that their eyebrows are shining with different colors.

A stream of light cut through the night sky from outside the city.

It was a middle-aged sword cultivator wearing a moon-white robe and stepping on a flying sword. He was suspended above the small town. When he looked down and saw this scene, his pupils trembled violently.

"This is..."

"Master~" The young man whose broken arm was restored was excited, but also with fear of the unknown, "Master, what is going on?"

The middle-aged sword cultivator shook his head.

He was just a sword cultivator in the realm of a minor saint, and he couldn't understand what was going on.

But there was one thing he could be sure of.

This flower rain was undoubtedly a great fortune for all the mortals present.

"Master, my son's eyebrows are glowing. Will he be okay? His mother passed away early, and we only have this one child!"

The black man in coarse cloth looked at the sword cultivator with a nervous expression and tears in his eyes.

The middle-aged sword cultivator flew down and stood beside his son.

Twisting his beard, he carefully observed the light between the boy's eyebrows.

A few months ago.

He opened a door to accept disciples on the upside-down mountain outside this small town.

He had seen the boy before, and he didn't have any cultivation qualifications. However, today, he saw that there was a half-opened wheel sea in his dantian.

"This..."

The sword cultivator opened his eyes wide, unbelievable, he turned his head and looked around, looking at other children.

They were in the same state as the boy.

"How is it possible? What kind of means can allow so many children who have no cultivation qualifications to open up their cultivation foundation at the same time..."

The children's parents looked at the sword cultivator with hope.

They were just ordinary mortals. The high-ranking cultivators were as far away as gods to them.

They didn't know whether what was happening now was good or bad.

They could only place their hopes on the immortal master in front of them.

Feeling their gazes.

The sword cultivator took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, forced a smile on his face, and said loudly, "Don't worry, this is a good thing, a great thing."

"From now on, your children can also practice like me."

Hearing this.

The crowd was silent for a while.

Then, an unprecedented cheer broke out....

They are the lowest and most ordinary mortals.

They envy those practitioners who are high all day long from the bottom of their hearts, envy their strength, and envy that they can live for hundreds or thousands of years.

It's a pity.

They don't have the qualifications to practice, so they can only envy in their hearts.

Now.

Their children have the opportunity to practice, which is more worthy of joy than they can practice.

Looking at these mortals crying with joy in front of them.

The sword cultivator smiled.

Soon, the eight-year-old boy beside him woke up.

He opened his eyes, looking confused.

The swordsman put his hand on his shoulder, and sent out a wisp of Qi, which entered the boy's body.

After checking, he withdrew his hand.

He couldn't help but take a breath.

"He is already qualified to practice."

"And he has a very good talent, much stronger than I was back then."

The boy came back to his senses and saw the sword cultivator. His dark face flushed red. He was at a loss and timidly called out: "Master..."

"Don't be afraid. I remember your name is Zhang Tong. How do you feel now?"

The boy blinked and pondered for a long time before saying in an uncertain tone: "I seem to have something extra in my head."

"What is it?"

The sword cultivator asked subconsciously, but soon reacted and waved his hand: "Zhang Tong, this is your opportunity, no need to tell me..."

The boy scratched his head embarrassedly, his dark face showing an embarrassed but polite expression, "Actually, I don't know what it is."

"I saw an uncle in a black robe before, whose appearance was not clear."

"He seemed to have taught me something, but I don't remember what it was."

The sword immortal's eyes lit up, "Could it be inheritance?"

"Oh my God, such a big hand, what kind of existence is he..."

........

A scene that happened in this small town.

It also happened in the Sky Continent, in the territory of the human race, the territory of the demon race, the territory of the barbarian race...

Countless mortal children have the qualifications to practice.

The ignorant little demon has awakened his spiritual wisdom.

The barbarian child activated his blood.

That night, the whole world of Tianqiong Continent celebrated.

Taisu Holy Land.

The cultivators from various forces, or the independent cultivators, all looked at Taisu Peak.

Chu Xiu, who changed his black robe and put on a bright red robe, was bathed in the bright moonlight, standing on the top of Taisu Peak with his feet on the nine-colored auspicious clouds.

He just stood there as if he was the center of the world, unconsciously attracting the attention of all living beings.

Chu Xiu slowly raised the wine bottle in his hand, "Thank you all for coming from afar to attend Chu's wedding banquet."

"Drink this cup together~"

Millions of cultivators raised their glasses in unison.

They drank the wine in the cup with Chu Xiu.

Put down the wine bottle.

Chu Xiu looked around, the corners of his lips slightly raised, turned around, and his back disappeared in the clouds.

As soon as he left.

The huge pressure on the guests present subsided.

The atmosphere returned to being lively and noisy.

"The Emperor of Heaven is too gracious to those mortals. He actually personally opened up the foundation for them to practice..."

"Haha, why does the Emperor of Heaven need to explain his actions to us?"

"No, I have a feeling that the world is about to change."

"What do you think about this, Hongyu?" The head of the Ye family looked at Ye Hongyu, who was silent beside him.

Ye Hongyu shrugged and raised his hand to point to the sky.

The head of the Ye family looked in the direction he pointed.

Not only him.

Millions of cultivators present also raised their heads and looked at the night sky.

Countless golden fluorescent lights gathered from all directions of the Sky Continent.

Gradually, they gathered into a million-mile-long, illusory golden dragon above Taisu Peak.

As time passed.

The golden dragon raised its head and roared, and the dragon roar shook the world and spread across the starry sky. The huge body gradually solidified, winding and circling in the clouds of the nine heavens, and the tight scales all over the body were like cast gold. The sturdy claws were clearly visible.

The monks were dumbfounded.

"This is..."

"The Emperor of Heaven is gathering his luck..."

"Luck, luck has turned into a golden dragon."

.......

Chu Xiu walked with his hands behind his back in the corridor full of red lanterns, his long hair moving without wind, and a blood-colored light radiating from his body. The blood-colored luck of the human race on his back became restless involuntarily, echoing the luck golden dragon in the sky.

Billions of golden and red streamers fell, gathering on his body to form a black dragon robe and a flat crown.

He was shrouded in fairy light, looking like a fairy and god, full of supreme majesty.

From then on.

He was the emperor of man, and the emperor of man was also him.

At the end of the corridor.

Qi Mengdie, dressed in red, wearing a phoenix crown, bathed in the moonlight, stood by the railing.

The cold and bright eyes moved slightly, and he turned his head to look at the traitor walking towards him. The corners of his cherry-red lips curved into a touching arc.

"From now on, all the fate and cause and effect of the human race will be on me."

Chu Xiu said, and stood one step away from her, with no sadness or joy on his flawless face.

Qi Mengdie took a step forward, held his large and warm palm, and slowly leaned into his arms.

......

An hour later.

In the candlelit bedroom.

The master sat up from Chu Xiu's arms, making a popping sound, her cheeks flushed, and she pushed Chu Xiu's muscular chest: "You should go to them."

Chu Xiu gathered her messy hair and smiled: "Baby, you've worked hard."

Qi Mengdie turned sideways and muttered: "Rebel~"

Chu Xiu stood up, tidying up his clothes while walking to the door: "I clearly prepared a big bed big enough for twenty people to sleep."

"What a pity, what a pity!"

As soon as the voice fell.

A red mandarin duck pillow drew a perfect parabola and hit the back of his head accurately.

Chu Xiu grabbed the pillow, put it in the storage ring, laughed and pushed the door out.

"Bah, shameless."

"Aren't you afraid that the river crab beast will cause trouble for you?"

Qi Mengdie, lying on the bed, blushed, spit, and then thought of something funny and laughed with her mouth covered.

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