Don’t Discriminate Against Species - 136. On the knot ceremony

Sticking to the true heart is the Dao, and mutual promise is a lifelong companion. For the cultivation world, becoming a Dao companion is a serious matter and cannot be changed. This is not like a mortal. Two people get divorced if they can’t make it, and remarry if anyone is pleasing to the eye. The Dao Dao ceremony in the cultivation world is to be witnessed by the Dao of Heaven. Whether you can live a million or a thousand years, the Dao of Heaven can only witness one opportunity to become a Daoist.

Therefore, more and more cultivators who come into contact with the culture of the human world, almost all like to use the identity of the human world to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate, but they dare not easily hold the ceremony.

Because the life of a cultivator is too long, the allure of Hong Chen is too great.

This is also the case. Everyone felt that Zhuang Qing had to hold a knot ceremony with a dead demon cultivator, which shocked the world of cultivation so much.

But this shock, after they saw the Fu Li on the corridor, was nothing at all. The realm of cultivation can refine puppets that are similar to real people, but these puppets have no thoughts, no souls, and absolutely cannot be like this “Fu Li” on the corridor, with a lively tone and a bright smile like a living person.

But they saw Fu Li body die and disappeared with their own eyes, how could they survive?

Seeing that these cultivators were shocked inside, they still had to smile on the surface and did not dare to show strange expressions. Fu Li thought. Fortunately, these cultivators are not actors, otherwise the entertainment industry will be over. This expression is exaggerated.

“Dear fellow Taoists came from afar, you have worked so hard, please come to the inner hall to take a seat.” Fu Li sorted out his clothes, walked to Zhuang Qing and stood still, and after holding hands with him, made an invitation to everyone. posture.

Poor cultivators opened their mouths but didn’t know what to say. Even if they don’t believe it anymore, they have to admit that the Fu Li standing in front of them is a living thing, not a puppet, nor is it the projection technology of the human world.

At this moment, they can’t distinguish between fantasy and reality, whether they are dreaming or entering some terrible illusion.

The head of the Pastoral School looked down at the hands that Zhuang Qing and Fu Li shook together.

Why Fellow Daoist Fu Li came back from the dead is something that everyone does not understand, but everyone can’t ask. The world does not have a way of resurrection from the dead. If there is, it must have paid a great price. They would rather not ask, maybe this kind of conscience can be more peaceful.

“The two are gods and goddesses. I wish the Dao heart forever, and the love will never leave.” The head of the Pastoral School gave a big salute to Fu Li. This worship was to thank him for his life-saving grace.

Fu Li smiled back and made a gesture of asking: “Please enter the inner hall and sit.”

“Thank you.” The head of the Pastoral School saluted again before leading the people under the door to the inner hall. In the carved gallery and painting building of the Jinfei Palace, the waiters refined with the tools are lifelike. If they weren’t for their taciturn and lack of vitality, the pastoralists would almost think they were real people.

Immediately behind the Pastoral Sect is the Dragon Clan. Unlike when the Qingxiao Sect leader held a big birthday, the Dragon Clan was extremely proud at that time, and each clan sent only one representative. This time, Zhuang Qing’s wedding banquet, the Dragon Clan from The young and old are here, but the expression on the face is like a strong smile after losing money.

When they saw Fu Li, their reaction was stronger than that of the Pastoralists. They even suspected that Fu Li standing next to Zhuang Qing was a certain demon, deliberately becoming Fu Li Daojun to confuse Zhuang Qing. Mind.

Fortunately, they are still sensible, knowing that there are ancient great monsters such as Suzaku, Bai Ze, and Phoenix in the Fei Palace. It was because the Dragon Emperor was deceived by the slam demon because of his longing for a sickness, and these great monsters could not recognize that they were raised since childhood. The older child.

Qing Yan felt that if it wasn’t for his disability in his legs, he must have rushed out of the wheelchair to check if Fu Li was a real person.

“What’s the matter?” Zhuang Qing glanced at the dragons, turned around and stretched out his hands to treat the almost non-existent folds on Li Fu Lixi’s clothes, “Neither Fu Li nor I are very particular people. After everyone is seated, you are welcome to eat and drink. Good thing.”

Qing Yan grinned reluctantly, glanced at Fu Li several times, bowed his hand to Fu Li, and let the ministers behind him push him in.

Seeing that the future patriarch of the Qinglong clan didn’t say anything, the other dragon clan didn’t ask too much. After everyone entered the inner hall together, look at me, I look at you, knowing each other’s shocks, but no one. Speak first, as if whoever asks first will lose.

The hall of hospitality, which should have been lively and lively, was strangely quiet at this moment. The heads and elders of the various sects pretended to be deep and silent. The expressions of the dragon race were calm, as if they knew the truth, but they just didn’t want to tell others.

Other casual repairmen saw that the dragon clan was silent with the various sects, and they all took out their mobile phones, pretending that nothing happened, and lowered their heads to scan the forum.

However, under their calm surface, there is a turbulent/moving gossip heart hidden.

Anonymous poster: The Dragon King is about to hold the Dao Dao ceremony. The moment I saw his Taoist companion, I was shocked into a fool, but after being foolish, I became happy again. No matter what happened in the past two years, bless the Dragon King and his Taoist companions forever.

This post made waves in the forum, and countless cultivators were very curious, but after this anonymous host dropped this post, he never appeared again, and the cultivators couldn’t help but yell.

“Quiet.” A San Xiu sitting in the hall finally couldn’t help laughing. His voice was like a curse to break the silence. Everyone turned their eyes on him, as if this way everyone finally didn’t have to be so embarrassed.

Poor, this casual repairer was staring at everyone and his hands were shaking. One accidentally crushed the fruit just bought for 15s and broke the screen. Holding the broken screen, his heart was like a knife.

“Why are you so careless?” The head of the Pastoral School smiled kindly, “Hurry up and put things away. Today is the great day of joy for the two Taoist friends, Zhuang Qing and Fu Li.”

Others: Let’s see, let’s see, the topic can always involve Daoist Fu Li.

“Yes, Daoist Zhuang Qing and Daoist Fu Li have been separated for so many days, and finally come together. We are going to make this Dao Dao ceremony lively and joyous today.” The Qing Xiao faction leader took the conversation and turned his head. Go to see the dragons, “What do you think of the patriarchs?”

You are all aquatic people, surely you know some gossip?

“The head of Zhao is right.” Qing Yan said with a gentle smile, “Your Majesty and Daojun Fu Li are very close to each other. Seeing that their love affair has finally been cultivated, the Shui Clan is very happy.”

Two disciples of the Qingxiao faction are senior members of the management office, and they must have a clear understanding of the internal situation.

Various schools: The dragon’s mouth is really tight.

Dragon Race: People who cultivate true abilities can act and lie.

Casual cultivators: The head of the Qingxiao faction and the dragon clan seem to know something.

The atmosphere at the scene fell into a strange peace, “I know you must know” and “Although I don’t know but I think you must know” these two emotions converge in the air, so that the cultivators can’t help showing their hypocrisy. laugh.

The rising sun slowly rises into the sky and gradually moves towards the sky.

The guests have gradually arrived. Fu Li and Zhuang Qing went to the back to change into formal wedding gowns. From the inner lining to the outer gown, everything was made by the elders. Only the piece around Zhuang Qing’s waist did not look very good. The eye-catching jade pendant was carved by Fu Li himself, and runes were added to it.

Fu Li, who was spoiled to grow up since he was a child, knows all about refining tools, alchemy, refining patterns, and drawing talisman, but he is not proficient. These skills may be considered top in the current cultivation world, but in the ancient great demon. In my eyes, that is the level at which the kindergarten just learned to hold a pen.

But despite this, Fu Li personally refined a pair of concentric pendants.

On the day when he came back on the first day of the new year, he stood outside the carved iron gate and asked Zhuang Qing to open the door for him.

Zhuang Qing stared at him blankly for a long time before walking to the door with trembling hands and feet, and forgot to press the electronic unlock button, and also forgot to use the key to open the iron door, but the iron door fell with a bang.

Zhuang Qing didn’t dare to reach out and touch the person in front of him, because in the past two years, he had seen Fu Li come back countless times and stood outside the door and smiled at him. But not once, even if once is true.

As long as he reaches out and touches him, he will melt into a bubble and disappear into the air.

Someone around him said he was crazy, and gradually no one in the cultivation world dared to mention the name Fuli. Until that day, an aquatic little fairy pulled his sleeve and cried, telling him not to die with Fuli.

Seeing the little fairy crying incoherently, Zhuang Qing’s heart was empty, very cold, but not painful. It’s like immersing the injured hand in ice water in the cold winter, and it won’t feel like getting used to it.

From that day on, he resumed his usual routine, except that he would open the bedroom door every night and keep the living room light.

He always thought that if Fu Li hadn’t died, he would definitely be able to come back and find him.

A year later, on the day of Fu Li’s sacrifice, he opened the passage of the underworld, took the ferry that had become a tourist ship in the underworld, passed the Wangchuan River, and came to the head of the Naihe Bridge.

However, the bridge was full of souls waiting to die. A long line of drinking fountains was installed beside Meng Po. When each soul passed by, he had to drink a glass of water before he could enter the rebirth pool.

There are no large black pots or long spoons here, only the sealed soup pot, which is so tall that you can hardly see the tip, filled with Mengpo soup.

Some souls were unwilling to drink soup, but were forced to infuse them by the yin, and dragged them to the pond. Passing away, passing away, and going to a new life, the past and the past are no longer irrelevant.

When Po Meng saw Zhuang Qing, she sighed faintly: “Your Majesty Dragon Emperor, I don’t have the soul you want to see here.”

She knew what Zhuang Qing wanted to ask, but she was just the Mengpo of the underworld, and the underworld could not accept the souls of these great monsters. What’s more, the Lord Fuli was a soulless soul. Where did the soul come from?

I knew it when I wanted to come to Zhuang Qing, but he couldn’t accept it, and he had that absurd fantasy in his heart.

Sure enough, after she uttered these words, His Majesty Dragon Emperor’s face became paler. He stared at the Meng Po Tang in front of her in a daze. He looked very much like that after Bo Lian heard that all the demon cultivators in Wuying Mountain were killed by Qinglong. Look like.

She thought Zhuang Qing would cry, but he didn’t.

“On the day of the ghost market, you said it was true that you drank soup that reminded you of your past life?”

“Really, do you want to drink it?” Po Meng got up to get the soup and said to Zhuang Qing, “I said that night, there is a price to drink the soup. But you are different, you have already paid the price NS.”

In the previous life, Bo Lian exchanged a promise for her at the price of a ray of merit.

If the next life is to be reincarnated by Yufuli, let him drink the soup and remember the past. However, Bo Lian had forgotten that his previous life was different from this life, and he in this life was not willing to drink that bowl of soup at all.

The soup has been put in front of Zhuang Qing, the colorless and tasteless soup, in a jade bowl, is full of mysterious allure.

Zhuang Qing shook his head: “No need.”

Po Meng looked up at Zhuang Qing.

Zhuang Qing stood on the bridge, and the wind blew the corner of his clothes: “Farewell.”

Po Meng looked at Zhuang Qing’s leaving back, and put away the colorless and tasteless soup.

She thought, maybe this bowl of soup will never be sold.

Zhuang Qing did not talk to Fu Li about these things. After seeing Fu Li resurrected from the dead, Zhuang Qing woke up almost every morning and would nervously look at Fu Li lying beside him, and then reached out and touched him to confirm this. Not dreaming.

“Zhuang Xiaolong.” Fu Li walked up to Zhuang Qing in a rosy robe. The bright red robes made his face red: “Do you think I’m so handsome?”

Zhuang Qing walked in front of him, squatted down / adjusted the corners of his robe for Fu Li, “Handsome.”

Fu Li happily gave him a kiss on his forehead. Seeing Feng Ruizhong passing by, he said with a throat: “Uncle Feng, has the auspicious time come?”

“Don’t rush, don’t rush, there is still one hour!”

Fu Li sighed, why is there so long?

He can’t wait to make Zhuang Qing the dragon on his household registration.

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Zhuang Xiaolong, Fu Xiaoli: Bow, thank you all for your wedding gift (Bawang ticket and nutrient solution), and I wish you all a happy and happy life.