Li Lieyue's slender and soft fingers gently picked up a carved daffodil, bamboo leaf, peach fruit, bamboo basket, jasper coral hairpin, and slightly shook his head, then gently rolled up his wide sleeves, and turned towards another dotted emerald goldfish, bat gilt inlaid treasure Sway.

This Dao Lian ceremony was held very hastily, so that she didn't know it beforehand, or after the suzerain announced it in public, Transmitting inquired the elders, only to know that it was specially arranged by the ancestor.

However, even though it was Li's order, but Dao Lu was Junior Brother Pei, she naturally had no reluctance.

What's more, at the moment the Sovereign Master and the Sovereign Wife personally preside over the ceremony, and there are eight more parties to observe the ceremony. Although rushed, the show has increased unabated, and it is extremely grand.

It's not aggrieved either.

Li Lieyue was immersed in cultivating, and he rarely paid attention to appearance, but this time it was his lifelong event, so naturally he must make himself more beautiful.

Thinking of this, Li Lieyue threw down the things in his hand and told the maid: "These are too few. Go to my mother and bring all her makeup over. I'll take a look again."

The maid hurried away after saluting, Li Lieyue turned her face, and looked at the crystal mirror not far away, wanting to show a joyful smile. She intends to practice now, smiling softly and beautifully. But the figure in the mirror is as beautiful as it is beautiful, and in the smile, it is filled with indelible coldness.

Li Lieyue's smile suddenly stagnated, she immediately reduced her expression and returned to her usual indifference.

She will be ready soon, now waiting for Pei Ling to come out of the inheritance hall.

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An hour later, Pei Ling suddenly woke up.

He opened his eyes and found that he was in a blood-red mist, underneath him was a large blood-colored throne, with a fierce aura, like a dormant beast.

Not far away, the tens of thousands of blood ladders stretched away, sinking into the bottomless abyss.

The roar of the monsters and alien races vaguely heard.

He had never been to this place before, but since he was still on the blood seat of the Son, he didn't need to panic.

Pei Ling rubbed the handrail of the blood seat, recalling the inheritance he had just received, but no matter what he thought, he only remembered the part of Yuan Ying.

Above the Nascent Infant, it seemed to be sealed by something, it seemed that the cultivation base must reach that state in order to unlock the corresponding inheritance.

At the same time, Pei Ling had a hunch, the inheritance of the blood seat of the saint son, and the teaching of the ancestors, both of which he cannot spread.

Once violated, the end will be miserable.

As he was thinking, before he continued to organize the inheritance gains, a familiar voice suddenly came into his ears: "Peiling, now that the Patriarch's teaching is over, can't it come out quickly?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Ling immediately recognized that this was the voice of Su Lijing, the suzerain.

The place where the blood seat of the saint son and saint woman is located is the secret realm of the "Blood Cavern of Ten Thousand Races" of the Chongming Sect.

This secret realm is equivalent to the "little free sky" status of the Ryuran dynasty, and only the saints and sons and women of the past can enter.

At this moment, Pei Ling settled down and replied in a deep voice: "Yes."

Immediately he stood up, stepped out, and instantly appeared in a courtyard with birds and flowers.

Several members of the Li clan have been waiting here for a long time. When they saw Pei Ling coming out, they immediately surrounded them with a smile: "Peiling, you performed very well this time! It has greatly promoted the reputation of my holy sect, and also made me Li's face. Light up."

"Congratulations to Shengzi Pei, congratulations to Shengzi Pei, and hope that Shengzi will grow up and live for a long time!"

"This time the saint son climbed the blood ladder of the ten thousand races, and the eight factions waited on them, but no one dared to fight. This is an unprecedented thing. It shows that the saint son has been determined to kill and cut, so that all his fellows and hypocrites are afraid to make mistakes..."

"The name of the saint son deserves it!"

"congratulations……"

Listening to these praises, Pei Ling said modestly: "They are all cultivated by the Li family. If there is no protection from the ancestors, how can it be today?"

"Okay, it's all scattered for a while." Li Hange stood up and ordered, "Don't delay the ceremony of the Taoist couple between Saint Son and Sister Yueyue..."

She persuaded the crowd for a few words, and asked Peiling to move to the next room, pick up some things, and then go to Mu Yi Temple.

As he walked past, Li Hange smiled and said, "Senior Brother Pei, no, the son of the Son today is overwhelming his peers. It's amazing!"

"It's no wonder that you can capture the heart of Sister Moon Hunter."

"However, Shengzi should treat Sister Hunting Moon well, but don't do anything to be sorry for the Taoist couple."

Hearing this, Pei Ling's face became stiff, and immediately returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, how can I fail Senior Sister Li?"

He was very relaxed in his heart, the magic door is so good, there are no taboos.

At least in the eyes of the ancestors of the Li family, what he did did not affect him marrying Li Lieyue, the top genius of the Li family's generation.

As for the wife of the suzerain...haha!

The ancestors have said it personally, but it is a small problem that can be solved by paying for the spirit stone.

I don't need to make such a fuss at all.

Li Hange smiled and nodded when she heard the words. What she meant was to let Pei Ling converge a little later, and don't use female corpses anymore. Since this newly promoted saint son can hear it, that's fine.

While talking, when the place arrived, Li Hange reached out and asked Pei Ling to enter alone.

There was a waiter waiting here. He saw Pei Ling come in and waited on him to freshen up and change his clothes. He also took a set of gorgeous red woven and gold bridegroom robes and replaced them.

Quickly packed up, Peiling performed a water mirror technique, looked around, and saw that there was nothing wrong with him, so he got up and walked out of the house.

Li Hange was waiting outside, and when he saw that he was ready, he nodded slightly: "Mu Yidian should be almost ready, Shengzi, please come with me."

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Mu Yidian.

Lanterns and festoons, blooming clusters of brocades, and golden plates and jade bowls on the table, are full of jewels and luxuries.

Under the steps, the beasts and birds danced gracefully, and the beautiful foreign maids shuttled and served.

A scene of peace and wealth.

At this moment, most of the guests have been seated.

With the theme as the boundary, there is a clear distinction between right and evil.

The seats of the elders and the disciples are not in the same place.

With the passage of time, all the thirteen vein masters of the Chongmingzong have arrived, the three tribes, the elders, the high-levels, and some people of the second-class family...

Looking around, the crowd was crowded and there was a lot of discussion.

The people of the Chongming Sect are in a very good mood, and are excitedly discussing the various performances of the newly promoted Saint Son: "Shengzi Pei is so strong! I remember that the last time the Saint was upright, it took a full ten days, but this time the Saint So fast, you can see how amazing the strength of the Son of God is."

"This is not the most important thing!"

"The most important thing is that the eight factions are gathered today. Although the suzerain has repeatedly invited the saints to fight, all the eight factions remain silent and fight timidly."

"It's the first time in the history of Saint Sect that defeated the soldiers without fighting like this..."

"Yes, the saint son and saint woman are in the right position. They have always stepped on the bones of his Zong Tianjiao. Such a situation where no one dares to fight is simply unheard of..."