Chapter 335

Yang Erlang is the God of the world.

He is not only the most outstanding one of the first generation disciples of Taoism, but also the three main immortals in heaven.

His disciples.

I'm about to get married.

In the past five years, in almost the whole eastern land, apart from the succession of the new Lord of heaven, female emperor Anhong, it is a great event that can cause the whole earth.

The object of marriage.

It's also a famous household.

However.

If only compared with Yang Jian, the God of Erlang.

Naturally, it's a perfect match.

But if you really count on the identity, will marry Zhao Ning language door of this Juncai, really can count on today's world.

Except chenjiannan.

The most shining pride.

I'm on the pride list.

The number one Yuqing!

"I didn't expect that Yuqing, a disciple of the Buddhist sect, wanted to marry erlangshen's Apprentice. Does Zhao Ning's language really have such charm?"

"Who would have thought of that?"

After hearing the news, people all over the East were discussing it.

However.

When talking about Zhao Ning's speech, everyone shook his head, and a bitter smile and helplessness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Buddhist disciple Yuqing.

If there is no accident in the future.

I'm sure it will be cultivated as the next Buddha, and I'm afraid it will be able to keep pace with Yang Jian, the God of Erlang.

Such a position.

I gave up for a woman.

It's hard to give up.

It makes sense.

As a disciple of Buddhism, Yuqing is the first in Tianjiao list and the future leader of Buddhism.

It's a pity for everyone.

I just feel that Zhao Ning's language has a beautiful face.

But he became a Taoist partner with Yuqing.

It's a bit of a mismatch.

Especially last time.

As one of the three main immortals in heaven, the apprentice of Yang Jian, the Erlang God, lost to Li Zhenjian, the unparalleled son.

It makes them question.

Zhao Ning language is only empty, there is a good master, but there is no real, can let everyone admire the strength.

If there is no Erlang God, Yang Jian is behind.

Everyone can't help it.

Say two words.

"Vase!"

It's hard to say.

Such a woman is also worthy of Yuqing, who is the number one in Tianjiao list. Is she willing to give up her great future as a monk and bow down to the pomegranate skirt?

I don't understand.

I can't figure it out.

"Without Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, there are many women who are ten times better than Zhao Ning."

All over Jinling.

There are different and similar sounds in teahouses.

Even Li Zhenjian, who was born in a family of no more than a generation, could not be defeated.

As a disciple of Yang Jian, the God of Erlang.

It's really a bit of a name calling. It's not really good.

Except for a little weird.

Land is a fairyland.

Can play the power of the ancient sage.

There seems to be no other advantage.

During this period of time, which Tianjiao with name and surname on the list of Tianjiao didn't improve all the time?

"Alas..."

A sigh of self mockery.

From a teahouse, it is full of helplessness.

"It's very lucky that even if it's a vase, it can stand on you and me and become a disciple of Yang Jian, the God of Erlang."

A young man in a blue costume, holding a glass of wine, with a look of failure, shook his head with a bitter smile.

His companions.

I can't help but remind him:

"don't talk about it. Anyway, Zhao Ning Yu's master is Yang Jian, the God of Erlang. Let's talk about something else."

"What's the matter with Yang Jian's apprentice, Erlang God?"

Obviously.

The young man was drunk, his face was red, and his whole body was full of alcohol. He belched and retorted loudly:

"if the apprentice of Erlang God Yang Jian is a vase, won't people say it?"

"Just because he is the disciple of Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, can he step on our heads every day?"

The companion still wanted to support him.

"Get out of the way, I can walk by myself!"

But he was pushed away by the young man. He staggered from the wine stand, stood up and left the teahouse.

Look at everyone around.

Frowning.

I'm looking at you.

The young man's companion, also embarrassed, nodded with a smile and left.

This is a teahouse.

Just now, I can still hear the intermittently talking about each other.But with the youth, after leaving for a long time, no one spoke.

Like the words of a young man.

All of a sudden, it hurt their self-esteem.

The audience bowed their heads.

Dead silence.

Yes!

A vase!

Good luck, too!

He not only became the apprentice of Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, but also made Yuqing, the number one in Tianjiao list, bow down for him.

And they.

But we have to climb up step by step to have a chance to step into heaven. This is really unfair!

Bang!

In the teahouse.

There was only a grumpy clapping of the table.

"This vase!"

……

It's just that.

Everyone didn't know about the drunk young man who even walked unsteadily, and his companion.

I just left.

This is a teahouse.

Less than 200 meters.

All of a sudden.

They turned into a cloud and disappeared. Instead, they turned into a young man with an indifferent temperament, a pretty face and a purple and gold costume.

The young man put his hands together.

Light way:

"Amitabha, it's so good. As long as I get through the world of mortals, I can step into the realm of the emperor in the future. I hope that Miss Zhao will not blame me at that time."

The voice of youth.

It's full of softness.

There is a kind of warm air, blowing through the ear, very comfortable.

It was just a sneer from the corner of the young man's mouth that exposed his real thoughts at the moment.

The Buddhist school once said.

If you don't enter the world, you can't break the boundary.

And the quickest way to get into the world.

That is to marry a woman, break through the situation afterwards, achieve the goal, turn around and leave, regardless of the innocence of the woman.

I don't care about women.

It will be questioned and criticized by others.

In the eyes of everyone, being a gentleman is a modest image.

Jinling.

Zhao's royal residence.

Right now.

It was a sound of joy.

"I didn't expect that the one who would attend Ning Yu's wedding would still have a big face."

"You all think too much, sir. You never stick to the same pattern when you do things. Even if you are the ancestor, how can you please Mr. Dong?"

Zhao Yongchang is sitting in the front seat of the hall.

A look of exclamation.

Think about the beginning.

When Chu Lingxiao first appeared, he came to their Zhao family.

Now I would like to attend the grand wedding of my granddaughter Zhao Ningyu.

Let them Zhao family, in the whole East, have attracted much attention.

That's a real challenge.

God.

They are all taking care of the Zhao family.

Zhao Yongchang still can't believe it.

I can't help looking at people.

He said:

"go to confirm it again, and ask Laozu if it's true."

After the people around you leave.

Zhao Yongchang is full of excitement, directly stood up, a pair of can't wait.

"Yes, yes, yes, I have to hurry to prepare the guest's invitation."

It's just that Zhao Yongchang just left the hall.

A very lonely and gloomy shadow came out from the back of the lobby

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