SEC Chapter 365 The Little Follower in the Immortal World 45
Chapter 365 The Little Follower in the Immortal World 45
It is an auspicious day for getting married.
In the huge square, red wedding silks were visible to the naked eye. Hundreds of round tables were placed on the open space, and each table was full of people.
Although there were many guests, there was no chaos at all. The serving of dishes and the reception were all arranged properly, and the guests did not feel neglected at all.
"The auspicious time has arrived, please invite the newlyweds to come on stage."
Following a loud shout, the sound of festive gongs and drums suddenly resounded across the square. Everyone around fell silent, their gazes fixed on the platform.
Wen Yao was wearing a phoenix crown and a gorgeous bridal robe, while the Immortal Jingyang was wearing a bright red wedding gown, both of them were graceful and elegant as they walked hand in hand towards the center of the high platform surrounded by flowers, step by step.
"Thank you all for coming to witness the ceremony of Jing's Taoist partner. Today..."
As soon as Immortal Venerable Jingyang finished his opening remarks, Huo Ying took the lead and stepped forward, followed closely by Second Senior Sister Hong Fan, Third Junior Brother Mu Ge and the elders of the Eighteen Peaks, and finally all the disciples of Luoshen Sect in the square.
Everyone knelt in public and shouted in unison, "Please, Immortal Lord Jingyang, revoke your decision!!!"
The scene was so grand that all the guests were shocked.
Immortal Master Jingyang's face darkened slightly. Although he had long expected that Huo Ying would not give up, he still couldn't help but feel unhappy when he saw so many people cooperating with him.
He sighed in public, "My dear disciple, are you going to rebel?"
The call of "good disciple" is quite ironic considering the current situation that is like forcing a palace to abdicate.
Huo Ying pretended not to hear, "Disciple, I dare not. The sect's rules state that any master and disciple who fall in love will be punished with eighty lashes and expelled from the sect, never to be used again. Disciple, I implore Master to stop before it's too late and turn back."
Immortal Venerable Jingyang seemed to have heard an extremely absurd joke. He sneered, his tone casual, as if mocking someone's presumptuousness. "Are you saying that you want to expel me from the sect?"
Huo Ying shook his head and nodded seriously, "As the saying goes, a prince who breaks the law is guilty just like a commoner. Luoshen Sect has thousands of years of strict rules and regulations. If Master insists on holding the Dao Couple Ceremony, we can only follow the sect's rules. Please think twice before acting."
"Huo Ying, are you threatening me?" Immortal Venerable Jingyang's eyes were filled with arrogance and disgust. "All of you combined are no match for me. What makes you think I will listen to you?"
"We can't defeat our master, but with so many people here today, I don't think they will sit idly by and watch something so unacceptable to Heaven."
As soon as he finished speaking, some guests who had been successfully persuaded immediately stood up and publicly expressed their support for Huo Ying.
It’s a pity that they only account for less than 10% of the total number of people. The rest are experienced and shrewd. They are all watching and unwilling to take sides easily.
As for the few old guys who are capable of competing with Immortal Lord Jingyang, they have lived for nearly a thousand years. In their eyes, master-disciple love is actually not a big deal.
As long as it has nothing to do with ascension, they can turn a blind eye.
"Disciple, stop making trouble. If you delay the auspicious time for the ceremony, Master will be really angry."
With just one sentence, Immortal Venerable Jingyang directly characterized this big scene as his disciple's willful play.
Even if he is clearly the one at fault.
Seeing this, Huo Ying knew that soft tactics were not going to work, so he stood up, raised his hand and summoned the Merciless Sword, pointing it at Immortal Venerable Yang Yang. "Master, the sect's rules cannot be violated. Please do not continue to be so stubborn."
These words were like some kind of signal, and the disciples and elders behind him all showed their natal swords.
For a moment, the situation was tense.
"Interesting! Are you trying to betray your master and ancestors?" Immortal Venerable Jingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, looked around at everyone, and suddenly grabbed Wen Yao's hand beside him and gently kissed it, as if sighing, "Yaoyao, you really are a disaster!"
Wen Yao's body trembled, and her acting skills immediately came into play.
She first gave Immortal Venerable Jingyang a shy smile, full of affection, "Master, I'm sorry to have wronged you. If I had known that our marriage would cause such a fuss among Senior Brother, Yao'er should not have expressed her feelings in the first place."
As she spoke, she turned around and looked at Huo Ying with an embarrassed expression, and continued her chat.
"Big Brother, I know you're attracted to me, but Master and I are truly in love. Please stop using this master-disciple romance as an excuse. In front of everyone, I, Wen Yao, am willing to withdraw from the Luoshen Sect for Master and refuse this position as his last disciple."
Her eyes were filled with tears. "Big Brother, are you satisfied with this?"
Everyone present: ...
Things suddenly took a turn.
The master and the disciple clash with swords, but the truth is that two men are fighting for one woman?!
This was a development that no one had expected, and some disciples who did not know the truth became hesitant for a moment.
People always have more sympathy for the weak, especially a delicate beauty like Wen Yao.
Huo Ying frowned and scolded, "Junior Sister Wen, be careful with your words!!!"
Hong Fan also didn't give her any face, and stepped forward and sneered, "Junior Sister Wen, you must have put on too much powder today, relying on your thick skin to come up with such nonsense out of thin air.
Everyone in the sect knows that you are good at getting along with everyone, and now you want to throw dirty water on the eldest brother. Do you think everyone is blind? "
As soon as she said this, some male disciples who were usually close to Wen Yao all lowered their heads in shame.
Mu Ge pursed his lips, his expression full of disapproval, "Junior Sister, you must speak according to your conscience."
Everyone present was a smart person, and they could see that Wen Yao was trying to find a way out for Immortal Master Jingyang. Unfortunately, the other three disciples obviously would not compromise easily.
There is singing in this play!
Wen Yao saw that she had only persuaded some of the sect's disciples who were unaware of the situation, while the others all looked like they were watching a show, or had mocking eyes, as if to say, let's see how you make up this story.
Her face turned grim, and she subconsciously asked for help from Immortal Venerable Jingyang, saying in a soft and weak voice, "Master, my brothers and sisters are bullying me."
Immortal Lord Jingyang gave a fake smile and cooperated with her in acting.
"It's okay, Master will help you vent your anger. The long period of seclusion has actually fostered the ambitions of some people. They have repeatedly forced the emperor to abdicate, and they really think they are nothing."
Just as he was about to make a move, a clear voice came from the sky, attracting everyone's attention.
"Huo Ming, I'm calling you, do you dare to answer?"
The name hidden deep in his memory was suddenly awakened. Immortal Master Jingyang locked onto the person almost in an instant, but the moment he saw the green figure in the air, his pupils couldn't help but tremble.
It’s him, Zi Yu!!!
No, no, no, Zi Yu’s soul has already been torn apart, and he cannot be deader.
This must be a conspiracy by someone, trying to make him lose his composure. I must remain calm and not let the other party succeed.
“Who is playing tricks!!!”
As Immortal Lord Jingyang spoke, he couldn't wait to swing out a palm.
The full-strength attack of the late-stage Jindan cultivator, with overwhelming momentum, went straight towards someone who was floating in the air right above the square.
However, this move was easily resolved by the man in green, without causing any splash, which shocked everyone who witnessed the scene.
When did such a master appear in Xuantian Continent? They didn't even hear a word about it.
The man in green was Su Ziyu.
He deliberately imitated the dress style of the Zi Yu Immortal in the illusion, asked An Caicai and others to help with his makeup, and then acted out the other person's temperament, directly imitating the Zi Yu Immortal to 99%.
Even if Immortal Zi Yu himself came, he would wonder when he had a twin brother.
"Huo Ming, you've been hiding here and there for so many years, watching people who are not as good as you ascend and leave this world, while you can only stay in the Spiritual Transformation Stage. This must be extremely unpleasant!"
"That's enough, shut up!!"
"Who on earth are you? How can Luoshen Sect tolerate your nonsense?"
Immortal Lord Jingyang, whose sore spot was touched, was so stimulated that he was burning with anger.
He hated Huoying, and hated Ziyu even more.
Huoying only took away his fame, fortune and status, but Ziyu made all his efforts go to waste and cut off his hope of ascending to heaven.
Every day he lived, he wished he could grind the adulterous couple into dust and kill them a thousand times.
Of course, he did so.
Over the years, he has been constantly taking over the bodies of people with great luck, while searching for the reincarnations of Huoying and Ziyu, and then enjoying torturing and killing them.