Today I hold the world

As noon approached, tens of thousands of congratulatory monks gathered in the spiritual field.

This time the person in charge of hosting the ceremonies is none other than Jian Yong, the master of the Yellow Dragon Hall in his own house. He has a green robe with red silk, a long red square scarf hanging behind him, and a short black beard that is wide and neat. :

"Thank you, fellow Taoists, come to watch the ceremony and bless me. My Xuan'er is getting married today. Everyone in the house is happy. It's almost noon. After the ceremony, you can enjoy the feast and talk. The banquet will be held for three days, and there will be endless spiritual wine and meals. , but I hope you all have fun!"

The heroes from all sides in the audience laughed and congratulated, and then there were a lot of slick booing to join in the fun:

"Hallmaster Jian, don't talk about these useless things, teach newcomers to play quickly, I don't want to listen to you for a long time, I thought you were going to talk to us again."

"Hahaha……"

"That's right, hurry up and teach the newcomers to come on stage, Xu wants to see what kind of pair of gods and immortals they are."

"It is rumored that the head of Zhong is the groom's father, is there such a thing?"

"Nonsense, look at Mr. Zhong's white hair. According to the poor, the groom is likely to be Mr. Zhong's grandson!"

"impossible……"

……

On such a festive day, no one would take those joking remarks seriously. The more exaggerated they are, the more they can heighten the atmosphere. Chilongmen, as the host, welcomes such people to come out and play tricks.

Jian Yong chuckled softly: "Jian knows everyone's urgency. It's almost noon, and it's the first time for Jian to be a ceremony official, so he's a little nervous."

Jian Yong has always been calm and unhurried in front of outsiders. There are few people in the Huaishan business community who do not admire his ability in planning and planning. Now when he talks about his nervousness, the already high-spirited situation becomes more and more jubilant.

Seeing a group of people with red makeup coming from the west entrance of the cemetery, Jian Yong suddenly looked serious and raised his voice: "The auspicious time has come, the ceremony will begin!"

Many monks in the field stopped their voices instantly, and soon, the group of lawyers with red makeup at the front beat drums and played the sound, and the sound of festivities came out slowly.

A figure walked slowly beside Jian Yong, with white sideburns as silky as snow, a high crown, short hair and neat beard, and a luxurious and majestic robe with gold-rimmed red patterns. It was Zhong Ziyan, the head teacher of the Red Dragon Sect.

He stood beside Jian Yong with his hands behind his back, his face was full of joy, and the corners of his mouth opened and closed to laugh: "This kid is quite well-behaved today, he looks like a dog."

Jian Yong looked at the group of people walking towards the high platform through the flow of people. Xie Xuan in the middle was wearing a red robe and a dragon crown, with a white face and no beard. It's quite funny.

"The head has worked hard for this kid for many years, and today he finally gave an explanation. Maybe he can control him less in the future." Jian Yong said with a smile.

Zhong Ziyan imitated Tao Fangyin's beard stroking and stroking his short beard: "Can he teach me to worry? My brother thinks highly of this kid, and I just hope that he will not become more lawless in the future, I am satisfied."

Jian Yong laughed. At this time, the team with red make-up and colorful makeup had come to the bottom of the high stage. They passed through the dense crowd, and Xie Xuan was leading the beautiful girl Yu Shu who was no different from him in the wedding robe and was gradually stepping onto the stage.

Zhong Ziyan turned around and sat under the dragon stele on the high platform. There was also a silver-haired old man sitting there. It was Tao Fangyin. The two of them, as the protectors of the Chilongmen Taoist lineage, looked at each other and smiled, waiting quietly for the new couple to meet.

Getting married among core disciples of Dazong is particularly cumbersome. Although Chilongmen is not a big sect, it is no longer a small family in the Huaishan area. It is impossible to simplify the complexity of calling so many people to celebrate.

Waiting for the two newcomers to set foot on the red road on the high platform, Jian Yong stared at them as they approached the dragon stele step by step, and the moment they stopped was also the moment Jian Yong spoke:

"Xie Xuan, may you bear this responsibility?"

"Disciple, I am determined to become a Taoist couple with Yushu. From now on, we will depend on each other for blessings and misfortunes, and spread the Dharma for me, Chilong!" Xie Xuan pulled Yushu to kneel and bowed to the ground.

Jian Yong continued to ask: "Yu Shu, to celebrate your marriage, there is a big ceremony in the door, do you know the blessing?"

Yushu's soft voice was full of determination: "Disciple knows the blessings, and I am determined to form a Taoist couple with Xie Xuan. From now on, we will depend on each other for good and evil, and spread Dharma for me, Chilong!"

The two were affectionate, and after looking at each other, they kowtowed heavily to Zhong Ziyan and Tao Fangyin who were sitting under the dragon stele. Jian Yong saw that both Zhong Ziyan and Tao Fangyin nodded, and said in praise:

"Heaven and earth are the proof, and the ancestors protected me. Today, I am going to the Chilongmen to do Xie Xuan and Kun Daoyu. I am in love with each other. I am willing to become a happy couple and join the road together. From now on, we will rely on each other for good and bad, and we will share hardships..."

The ceremony was cumbersome to Mr. Chen, and Jian Yong didn't find it troublesome to read it, but Xie Xuan, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't bear it anymore. He was always restless. At this moment, his eyes met Zhong Ziyan, and he felt that the master uncle's eyes were deep and vast. , as if deliberately put pressure on yourself.

About half a quarter later, the ceremony was over, Xie Xuan grinned and stood up, his legs were already numb from kneeling, if Yushu hadn't helped him halfway, he might have to kneel down again to make a big joke.

Zhong Ziyan laughed back angrily, and scolded in a low voice: "Useless things, you can't bear kneeling, how can you be expected to do great things?"

Xie Xuan muttered aggrievedly: "How could any elder specially put the bone-piercing board under our feet to torment people? Aren't you sincerely teaching me how to endure hardship?"

"Shut up, bastard." Zhong Ziyan pretended to be angry and scolded in a low voice.

Xie Xuan quickly shrank his head and stopped talking.

Outsiders can’t hear the short conversation. After the etiquette is over, it’s the opening of the banquet. Due to the large number of people, all the respectable people in the spiritual field walk slowly to the side of the Tibetan Wind Hall. The corridors in all directions are full of wine tables. Seats, after each household sat down, they began to talk about each other.

People flock together, and things are divided into groups. Those who can sit at a table are basically people of comparable strength, and they naturally get along well. The banquet is grand, and Zhong Ziyan naturally can't take care of the whole area, so he can only teach Xie Xuanyu first. Shu and her core disciples had a table to pay respects to those influential forces.

He himself walks around the small powers more often, and those who don't understand will wonder why the head of Zhong doesn't greet those people with big powers. Although it is reasonable, Zhong Ziyan has his own ideas.

After the tables and seats were scraped clean, Zhong Ziyan raised his voice and said, "Thanks to everyone who came to Xuan'er's wedding today, after the banquet, there will be a golden pill discussion for you, and wait a moment."

"Huh? Is there such a good thing?"

"Okay, okay, Sect Master Zhong really won't owe us anything, so he deserves a toast to you for being so generous!"

Among the crowd, a figure suddenly caught Zhong Ziyan's attention. It was a young man with disheveled hair but unusually deep eyes. He recognized this young man and his name was 'Ni Jinjin'.

Whether it was intentional or not, the man sensed Zhong Ziyan's gaze and disappeared into the crowd. Zhong Ziyan frowned in thought, and suddenly his eyes froze, "Isn't this person not coming today?"