Singing loudly, coming from the long street, it echoed inside and outside the palace. Guests coming and going, as well as soldiers and civilians, all fell into silence when they heard this sound.
Northwest Road and Ding'an Road border on many places, and news flows between them very quickly.
To this day, even ordinary people know that there was a King Chuang in Ding'an who loved his people like his own son. The song about King Chuang who welcomed him and did not accept money or food has been circulated everywhere.
For this reason, there was a lot of friction between the two parties.
At this moment, when I suddenly heard someone singing, even the people from the big forces were shocked and looked towards the lobby one after another.
Unexpectedly, Yang Yu just glanced at her lightly and signaled the wedding banquet to continue. After all the ceremonies were completed, he saw Qin Si, who was wearing a phoenix crown and harem, walking into the inner room, and then turned around.
Phew~
There was silence inside and outside the wedding banquet.
Without his words, no one dared to make any move. After a while, the singing sound sounded again.
Without anyone to stop him, he approached the gate.
"Li Chuang."
Seeing Qin Si entering the inner room, Lin Daoren was convinced. Then he looked at Yang Yu and said in a deep voice:
"This person was brought out by Pindao from Qingzhou, so let him be dealt with by Pindao..."
"not busy."
With a slight cough, Yang Yu raised his eyes.
The courtyard wall could not block his sight. At a glance, he saw the mighty procession and the golden Buddha, which was held high by eight people and covered with red gauze. It was slightly taller than ordinary people.
"coming……"
"stop!"
At the gate, Wu Changbai's heart moved slightly. He wanted to step forward, but for some reason he was a step too late. Fang Ada scolded him coldly.
call!
There was no collision, just a scolding. The visitors stopped one after another, and even the golden Buddha carried by the eight people fell to the ground.
Fang Ada's face softened slightly, but he heard a "click" sound, and the golden Buddha covered with red gauze had raised its stiff neck at some point.
In front of and behind the door, in the streets and alleys, under the gaze of many military and civilian guests, he stood up!
Stand up like a living person!
boom!
In an instant, there seemed to be thunder.
The calm void is like a calm pool broken by huge rocks, causing many ripples.
"It, it...it stood up?!"
Seeing this scene, there seemed to be an explosion outside the door. Not to mention the ordinary soldiers and civilians, even Wu Changbai and others changed their expressions.
"what?"
Fang Ada was startled, but he reacted very quickly. He inhaled, turned his head, and sneezed out.
"Hmph! Ha!"
In the ten years since he became a disciple of Jiang Wu, Fang Ada has made great progress. Not only has his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, but his practice of breathing magical power has also become as good as his master!
All the people heard was the sound of "hum ha", and they saw the yellow and white Qi intertwining vertically and horizontally, slashing towards the golden Buddha like a knife or scissors.
"Supernatural power to blow your breath?"
A deep and heavy voice rang out from the golden Buddha, and the sound waves were like water waves, scattering the yellow and white energy in the air.
"This, the Golden Buddha came to life?!"
With a moment of buffering, everyone in front and behind the gate woke up one after another, and for a moment swords and swords were rising like a tide.
"stop."
At this time, Yang Yu's voice came from inside the door:
"Let it in."
"yes!"
Wu Changbai breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly responded. Fang Ada's face was full of surprise and fear. This was the first time in these years that he saw someone blowing his breath into pieces.
This Buddha statue...
"Let's break up."
The scene of the Golden Buddha getting up was so horrifying that not only the nearby soldiers and civilians, but also the Ding'an Tao masters who carried it up could not help but be stunned and shocked.
"Let's break up."
The golden Buddha made of pure gold seemed to be a living person. He waved his hands to let the people behind him disperse, and then walked into the palace under the horrified and horrified eyes of everyone.
Its steps were slow and even, and the distance taken by each step was the same. Its body was as heavy as a mountain, but it made no sound when it landed.
"This golden Buddha? Is it alive?"
"The will of martial arts can be attached to foreign objects and appear thousands of miles away, but it seems that it cannot possess dead objects, right?"
"Whoever comes is not good, whoever comes is not good..."
…
The Golden Buddha walked slowly, like a monarch inspecting his palace and gardens. He was not even remotely popular, but made everyone feel that this was the same person.
'who?'
Taoist Lin stood up with his sword raised, as if facing a formidable enemy.
He felt a great threat from the golden Buddha, a threat even greater than when he challenged Mu Qingliu...
"Yingshen?!"
The moment he saw the golden Buddha, Yang Yu's pupils could not help but shrink violently for a moment.
The reflected body is based on the "Reflection of the Transformation of the Martial Saint" and is formed by one's own will. It is similar to the incarnation of supernatural powers, possessing its own martial arts practice and killing experience.
What made his heart palpitate was this reflection, which he had initially formed in the past three years based on what Zhang Xuanba had told him.
It stands to reason that there is no other person in the world who would...
But this...
'Could it be that someone has already developed this method of reflecting the body?'
"Everything I haven't seen for a long time..."
The Golden Buddha stopped in front of the grand banquet. Among the guests at the banquet, few could still sit still and stood up one after another, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"I still remember that three thousand years ago, martial arts was new and there were only a few practitioners. Even if Lu taught it himself, only a few could learn it..."
The Golden Buddha is tall and looks like a bird's eye view when you lower your eyes.
His voice is low and thick, and can be heard by those attending the banquet no matter where they are.
Relying on his 'magic movement', Lu Qingting did not retreat. He concentrated on sensing. The more he sensed, the more surprised and shocked he became.
The aura of the golden Buddha was too flawless and complete, and what was even more terrifying was its eyes.
A pair of carved fake eyes, when they looked at me, showed admiration and love...
What the hell?
"Lu?"
Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Yang Yu sneered:
"Why, are you really Lu Chen?"
On the golden face, there was a stiff smile:
"If it's not, so what?"
"Well, let's just say you are."
Yang Yu walked to the front of the lobby, felt the Golden Buddha attentively, and suddenly smiled:
"How does it feel to struggle hard and live or die?"
"To be honest, it doesn't taste good."
The Golden Buddha actually sighed, with fluctuations in his tone for the first time:
"Life is not terrible, and death is not terrible. Living or not dying is the most painful thing in the world..."
"It seems that you paid a heavy price for surviving?"
Under the secluded tunnel, his eyes were filled with brilliant golden light. Yang Yu took it back, but saw nothing.
But he was not surprised. If this person dared to show up at this moment, he must have come prepared.
only……
"There is no need to test. If you have doubts, you may as well ask directly. Although Lu is not allowed to hide in the dark, he is an upright person and can tell others everything he wants..."
The golden Buddha is smiling.
"Lu Chen? This, this golden Buddha, is Lu Chen?!"
"Lu Chen, he, he is actually alive?! How is that possible? He..."
"What happened three thousand years ago? First the old witch, and then this Lu Chen? Could it be that the Emperor of Han really met these people before he came up with the idea of pursuing immortality?"
…
The conversation between the two was not deliberately suppressed, and it was naturally heard by everyone. For a moment, there was an uproar.
Lu Chen is by no means an unfamiliar name, especially to everyone attending the banquet today.
There are very few martial arts practitioners in the world who don’t know Lu Chen’s name.
But this name, when it appears today, seems a bit too scary and terrifying.
"How can these old guys survive so well?"
Looking at the back of the golden Buddha, Lu Qingting felt his scalp numb.
It has only been a few years since the First World War in Dingyang City, yet such an old monster is born again?
Or Lu Chen...
That was the first martial saint recorded in history, and was called the 'ancestor of martial arts' by countless people.
"Lu Chen..."
Wu Longsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly looked outside the door of the mansion. Outside the door, Cheng Yiyuan, who had not left, was also looking at him.
The two of them thought of the 'Foundation of Immortals' that they had rejected not long ago...
Could it be that……
"Yeah?"
Yang Yu would not believe what the Golden Buddha said, but at this moment, he did not notice any hostility or malice.
"You said, are you Lu Chen?"
Yang Yu didn't look back, but on the other side, Qi Daoguang's eyes were somewhat fixed. Looking at the vague shadow at the feet of the golden Buddha, his eyes became dangerous:
"You, what kind of martial arts is this?"
"You mean, this shadow?"
As expected, the Golden Buddha knew everything. He raised his hand gently, and the shallow shadow quickly extended and lengthened,
In front of everyone's eyes, it turned into a phoenix-winged gold-plated phoenix:
"This is a weapon!"
boom!
The whole front yard felt like it was roaring.
"It's you!"
Qi and blood surged, murderous intent surged, Qi Daoguang's eyes turned red, but he endured it:
"Before he left the Great Wall alone, the old man left the gold-plated phoenix wings to Mu Qingliu. At that time, I thought he was trying to guard against that old witch. But now it seems..."
"it's me."
Unexpectedly straightforward, the Golden Buddha smiled without hiding it at all, and there was no displeasure at being questioned. Instead, there was a touch of nostalgia that evoked memories:
"Xuanba, he is indeed a good junior. Unfortunately, he misunderstood me too deeply. He must be on guard against me. Otherwise, if he tries his best, he won't just cut off 'Jiang Nu''s thousands of years of practice.
Or maybe, there is still a glimmer of hope..."
A touch of melancholy overflowed from the rich voice. Silently, everyone seemed to be infected by it, and bursts of sourness filled their hearts.
What's more, she shed tears unconsciously...
"Old man!"
A roar broke through the melancholy. Qi Daoguang stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand, and found that the unloaded Fang Tian's painted halberd was already in his hand.
The halberd pointed at the golden Buddha, his murderous intent was overwhelming:
"Sneaky people, give the old man his life!"
Boom!
Qi Daoguang suddenly burst out, and its momentum was extremely fierce and powerful. Lin Daoren was unable to stop him within one step, but his halberd still did not strike out.
"Step aside!"
He glanced coldly at Yang Yu, who looked like a tuberculosis ghost in front of him, and gritted his steel teeth:
"You are getting married today, and I don't want to fight with you..."
"If I don't stop you, what can you do? Not that you can't beat me, but you can barely beat me. Let's die together with such a golden pimple?"
With a slight cough, he stopped the furious Qi Daoguang. Yang Yu turned around and said with deep affection and coldness:
"Under such circumstances, you don't dare to come in person. Yang really thinks too highly of you..."
Looking at the golden Buddha, Yang Yu felt fear in his heart.
This person who was suspected of being Lu Chen was extremely cautious. At this moment, he had a self-sacrifice mark on his body, was extremely seriously injured, and had experienced a great battle. It could be said that he had reached the lowest point in history.
But he still hasn't come in person.
He had to be afraid of such a person...
"Your hostility is very deep, but you have really misunderstood Mr. Lu..."
Hearing this, the Golden Buddha was neither angry nor happy. He just sighed and said seriously:
"The little brother behind you also misunderstood me. In these years, I have never killed any living person.
Xuan Ba was too suspicious, but he didn't know that Lu only admired and cherished him, and had no intention of harming him.
Not to mention, the military situation that has been lost for many years was also passed down to him by me. Even if he is promoted to Martial Saint, he may not be without it..."
"You fart!"
Qidao Guangqi's face trembled and he almost became angry again.
"Ha~"
Holding down Qidaoguang's trembling arm, Yang Yu sneered:
"So, you are still a very good person?"
"Over the past few years, Lu has been half asleep and half awake. In fact, what he can do is very limited. The most he has done is to teach the lost martial arts to the most suitable warriors in the world..."
The golden Buddha clasped his fingers and recited names one by one.
In addition to Zhang Xuanba, there are also people who are familiar to each other, either from the current generation, or from ancient times, or even people present here.
"Two years ago, it was you who gave me the last move of the Seven Tribulations Sword Technique..."
Lu Qingting's expression changed.
"Don't worry, I have done many wrong things in my life, but the word '武' is the only one that does not contain the slightest blasphemy..."
Glancing at Lu Qingting, who was full of alertness, the Golden Buddha calmly said:
"That sword technique was deduced by me on the basis of sloppy sword techniques. It is the ultimate sword of Dacheng..."
"So, you are a really good person."
Gu Qingyi walked out of the crowd, her face full of admiration. She walked towards the Golden Buddha with a bowl of water and wine, and bowed slightly:
"For this glass of wine, I would like to express my respect to Mr. Sir on behalf of my junior brother..."
"Who dares to drink Meng Po soup?"
The Golden Buddha smiled, revealing Gu Qingyi's thoughts, and turned to look at Yang Yu who was slowly pressing the knife:
"Do you think Mr. Lu is here to embarrass you? In fact, this is not the case. Mr. Lu is indeed here to congratulate you..."
congratulate?
Everyone present looked at each other, and Yang Yu couldn't help but frown. He indeed did not feel the slightest malice or murderous intention.
only……
"Congratulations? Yang doesn't seem to have any friendship with you, right?"
"Friendship, maybe not. But you did help me a lot. Without you, I might not be able to get out now."
He took a deep look at Yang Yu, not caring about the latter's doubts and surprise. He raised his hand slightly, and a book that seemed to be ink-colored floated towards Yang Yu:
"Lu Chen, a native of Qin, would like to use these two books to wish little friend Yang a happy wedding..."
"???"
Not only Yang Yu, but everyone including Lin Daoren, Wu Longsheng, and Qi Daoguang frowned and were confused.
Is this really a congratulation?
Can……
As the words floated, the golden Buddha fell heavily to the ground, its breath dissipated, and he disappeared in front of the lobby in full view of everyone.
Yang Yu's brows furrowed deeply the moment he saw the two books:
"God's will, four images?!"
Good night, good night... People are outside, cough cough...