The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

More than a month ago, disciples in the sect gradually learned that Venerable Huai Ci had found a Taoist partner and would be holding a ceremony to unite the two. As soon as this news came out, countless little fans who had never met their idol were heartbroken.

However, they never expected that Venerable Huai Ci’s companion would be her only disciple, Yu Mian, the chief disciple of Yu Fu Mountain.

When the news came out, everyone in the sect was shocked. It also triggered many disciples to covet their master, so much so that the master of the Delusion Immortal Sect educated his disciples in a way that was worse than the devil.

But that was all later.

At this moment, more than 6,000 disciples in the 72 Mountains of Wangxian have received wedding candies provided by the venerables. In these days when the outside world is becoming more and more unstable and tasks are frequent, this is a rare moment of respite.

More and more people gathered, like a crowded mountain or sea.

The music master Zhong Yuqi started playing the zither, and then all the beasts joined in the rhythm, flowers fell from the sky, and the earth was bathed in brilliant light. Afterwards, one hundred and eight musicians followed suit, and the music echoed through the sky, spreading with spiritual power.

Envelop all disciples in this gift from heaven and earth, and the mysterious sound of Tao will be in harmony.

Behind the team, there was a figure standing on the head of a golden-scaled flying dragon. He was dressed in red like clouds, with black hair tied up in a knot. On top of the phoenix crown, a black snake-shaped hairpin was adorned in the middle.

Outside the gate of Shouxing Mountain, the music stopped.

Why did you stop?

Yu Mian suppressed his curiosity and didn't go out immediately. The senior sister said that she would let Sheng Qing introduce her to him properly.

At the entrance to the mountain, Sheng Qing was seen holding a jade flute lightly with his fingertips pressing the music. A melody filled with majestic spiritual power spread melodiously from the flute, like weeping, complaining, resentful and longing.

The spiritual power caused the surrounding vegetation to grow wildly, and the sound of the flute containing the essence of Tao spread for hundreds of miles. Above the sky, the silk threads condensed by the spiritual power gradually merged into two flying phoenixes with spread wings, chasing and playing with each other.

Yu Mian raised his eyes and saw that scene. His pupils flickered slightly and his chest trembled.

It's "The Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix" again.

There is beauty, and I will never forget it.

I don’t see you in a day, thinking like crazy.

Feng Fei soars, seeking phoenix from all corners of the world.

……

Phoenix, Phoenix, return to your hometown.

Travel around the world in search of the phoenix.

……

Why do they embrace each other as mandarin ducks?

Hu Jie and Xi Fei fly together!

However, this time, his performance was much better than before. His spiritual power was poured out like crazy. Even Sheng Qing might not be able to play for several days.

She took a step forward subconsciously, and the two senior sisters who were standing on either side and wanted to embarrass Sheng Qing looked at each other, both with smiles in their eyes, and then shook their heads slightly.

The little girl's heart has been hooked and she can't suppress it.

The barrier at the mountain gate slowly opened, and a golden-scaled dragon broke through the clouds as fast as lightning. Then its body rushed over like a dragon, heading straight towards the girl in red who was taking a step forward.

The dancing dragon's body spun quickly near the ground, and one hand stretched out, with its five fingers clasped with the outstretched fingertips.

! ——

In an instant he pulled the person into his arms.

The two phoenix crowns tapped against each other, as if the phoenix had finally found the love of its life, and the sound of broken gold and jade colliding was heard.

The monks are in harmony with the Tao, and they report it to the heavens above, to the earth below, and pass it on to the world in between. Unless the four calamities of earth, water, fire and wind come together, nothing can sever their marriage. They will know each other and accompany each other, both physically and spiritually.

Sheng Qing held Yu Mian's hand and guided the dragon out of the sea of ​​clouds. The sky was filled with golden light, dyeing the clouds into a golden ocean. She said in a rare serious tone: "Mian'er, you are mine..."

Those eyes could not contain the golden clouds all over the mountains and plains, but could contain the girl in front of her who was wearing the same phoenix crown and red robe as herself. She gently held Yu Mian's face, took great care of her, and allowed her to kiss her between the eyebrows.

"I... am the same." Her voice was trembling with excitement. She tried hard to keep her voice steady, and her red lips were curled up in a charming and stunning color.

"It has always been..." Yu Mian did not refute, but added softly.

From having no choice to being willing, she has always been hers.

Seeing that the wedding that was originally going according to plan almost went wrong, the peach branch in Yueqiong's hand shook, and she quickly sent a message to Shengqing, asking her to come down from the clouds.

The dragon descended from the clouds, circled between several peaks, and finally landed gently at the foot of Yufu Mountain.

The newly-carved mountain road meandered upwards as far as the eye could see, and every ninety-nine steps there was a small platform where a ceremony was waiting for the two.

Taking the red silk at the foot of the mountain, the two climbed up, taking one step at a time on the red carpet.

On the mountain roads on both sides, there were disciples who came to ask for good luck and say auspicious words, as well as friends that Yu Mian was familiar with. It was a rare occasion for Miao Jun, the greedy little tiger, to give away his wealth.

Carrying a backpack and following Yu Mian's steps, spirit stones would scatter wherever he went.

Miao Jun opened his arms and shouted, "Classmate! I wish you happiness!" His voice was mixed with the voices on both sides and seemed less obvious.

Yu Mian still kept her gaze on his face, with a hint of smile on her face, which added a touch of purity to her originally seductive appearance. The two of them standing together were no less beautiful than fairies.

His face was stunned, and then a beard appeared.

Sheng Qing withdrew his gaze indifferently.

After going through the twelve stages of marriage proposal, name card, divine testimony, and request for the Tao…the two finally reached the edge of the Yufu Palace and stepped on it.

On the highest platform in the palace, the little leader in a purple Taoist robe had been waiting for a long time. He stood on a raised platform on the platform, holding a whisk in his hand and waved it lightly.

The voice was childish: "A marriage certificate, presented to the Heavenly Court. Reported to the Nine Heavens, and heard by the Underworld. Reported to all the saints, communicated to the three realms, and witnessed by the ancestors of the heavens. The heaven and earth are the witnesses, and the sun and the moon are of the same mind."

"Presented to you, my beautiful lady, we share the same cultivation and virtue, the same path and the same heart, a thousand years of history and eternal youth!"

"This is a marriage destined by heaven. I must not go against my fate. If I were to break it, I would die of grief..." After saying this, he swept his whisk and three spiritual flowers that looked like lotus but weren't lotus, like lotus but weren't lotus, fell down and dotted between the two of them, then spread out into petals that covered their bodies.

Yu Mian and Sheng Qing both held red silk in their hands and performed the ceremony.

"I will love what my wife loves, and think about what my wife thinks about, for a thousand years and ten thousand years, and we will never be separated."

The two of them looked at each other sideways, with affection in their eyes, and spoke in unison, one with a clear voice, the other with a soft and gentle hum, but it was extremely harmonious.

This scene will be unforgettable for the rest of my life.

Yu Mian's eyes were moist, and he even felt like he was in a dream, so incredible. His chest wasn't beating fast, but it had never been so strong, nor so crazy with vitality.

Wang Zhi put down the whisk, and finally showed a relaxed smile on his face after a long time of tension, and said:

"It's done!"

As soon as the voice came out, the long-suppressed congratulations on the entire mountain suddenly exploded, and the monks and elders who came to watch the ceremony came forward one after another.

"Congratulations to Venerable Huai Ci and Young Friend Yu on their marriage!" Countless voices mixed together, and when Yu Mian turned around, he was almost drowned by the crowd.

Fortunately, Shengqing held my hand tightly. With his five fingers clenched, I felt confident and smiled.

At the banquet, the wine cups flowed in the water, and the dishes floated all over the mountain along the cloud ladder, with tables and chairs arranged in round cattails in between. During the banquet, wine and food were served freely, and spiritual meals were served without interruption.

It was rare to see Sheng Qing in a good mood. He took Yu Mian by the hand and nodded slightly in front of this powerful man who was somewhat famous in Jiuzhou.

The purpose was not to let Yu Mian get to know them, but to let them get to know their wives.