Drunk Immortal Gourd

After a while, two men, an old man and a young man, entered the yard from the outside. One was holding a pair of bamboo clappers, and the other was holding a suona. They found a place to sit down casually, and the festive music soon started. It started ringing, and the children were making noises, making the whole yard very lively.

At this time, the food in the yard was almost ready. One of the old men looked at the weather, stopped the instrument first, and then stretched his neck and shouted: "The auspicious time has come, the wedding begins!"

Then the festive music sounded again, and Qingyang was led into the lobby. Not long after, the bride wearing a red hijab also walked in supported by the aunt. Qing Yangming knew that Yu Mengmiao was under the hijab, and he could see clearly with just a trace of his spiritual thoughts, but he did not do so, just like an ordinary man, just waiting for the moment when the hijab was lifted in the future.

More than a dozen people from the entire village gathered in the lobby, standing in two full rows. The old man was highly respected in the village, and he happened to be the master of ceremonies at this time, shouting the procedures at the neck, while Qingyang and Yu Mengmiao really looked like a newlyweds. They worshiped heaven and earth amidst the noise.

After that, Qingyang sent Yu Mengmiao into the bridal chamber under the cheers of everyone, and he turned back to the lobby. At this time, three tables of banquets had already been set up, and nearly twenty villagers had already sat down, waiting for Qingyang to come over to start the banquet. , every table is filled with more than a dozen dishes, dishes, chicken, duck, fish, meat and vegetables, there are many varieties.

There are not many wealthy households in the village, and it is impossible to get many good things in a hurry. However, the dozen or so villagers did not feel shabby at all, and they were all beaming with joy, as if they were celebrating the New Year.

Qingyang's arrival was the signal for the banquet to start. The children took the lead and the adults were not far behind. Soon the whole hall was in a mess. After half an hour, everyone was full of wine and food. After a brief cleaning up, the villagers dispersed one after another. The courtyard gradually became quiet.

Setting a simple ban outside, Qingyang stepped into the bridal chamber. The bridal chamber was the simple room where Qingyang rested last night. After being decorated by the villagers, it looked clean, tidy and festive. On the big wooden table in the middle, there were burning lights. There were two red candles, and inside was a big black bed with old curtains hanging on both sides, and a bride sitting quietly inside.

After going through many twists and turns, he was finally getting married to Miaomiao. A year ago, Qingyang thought that he and Yu Mengmiao would never see each other again after they separated. Just two days ago, Qingyang thought that he was going to lose her completely. Unexpectedly, only half a day later, Yu Mengmiao would return to her and marry her. Looking back now, it was precisely because of these twists and turns and because of his hard-won that today's wedding seemed particularly important.

Looking at the bride sitting by the bed and her delicate figure, Qingyang, like many grooms who have just entered the bridal chamber, felt his heart beat faster, full of anticipation and longing.

Qingyang couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly came to the bedside, took a deep breath, then reached out and lifted up the red hijab, and Yu Mengmiao's peerless face appeared in front of him. Smiling like a flower, just as Yu Mengmiao said more than seventy years ago, since you are married to the person you like, you should leave happily. Wouldn't it look hypocritical to cry?

The dowry clothes of a country girl were definitely not very exquisite, but when worn on Yu Mengmiao, they looked so fit, as if they were specially prepared for her. In the swaying candlelight, on the old wooden bed, the newlyweds dressed in red, with a peerless face, Qingyang was almost stunned when he saw all this, and he didn't make any next move for a long time.

A trace of blush spread from the root of his neck to his face. Yu Mengmiao felt a little embarrassed when Qingyang looked at him. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Brother Qingyang, what are you looking at?"

Qingyang said foolishly: "You are so beautiful!"

As soon as these words came out, Yu Mengmiao's face turned redder, and two tears suddenly dropped from the corners of her eyes, and she whispered: "Brother Qingyang, I finally know why those brides cry when they get married, and maybe when they leave their parents, "Reluctant to leave, but more tears of happiness."

Qingyang nodded and said: "We have gone through many hardships and obstacles, and today we finally come together. Don't worry, no one can separate the two of us from now on."

After finishing speaking, Qingyang also sat on the edge of the big bed, hugged Yu Mengmiao tightly in his arms, and warmed her delicate body with his broad chest, while Yu Mengmiao also nestled tightly in Qingyang's arms. , it seems that with this broad chest, there is absolute safety.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yu Mengmiao said: "Brother Qingyang, although the beautiful scenery is beautiful, the matter of dual cultivation cannot be delayed. Master and the people from Qingfu City may come after you at any time. We must hurry up and wait for you to break through." At the golden elixir realm, all problems will be solved.”

Qingyang followed Yu Mengmiao this time and acted willfully. He knew that Fairy Duanqing and Shi Ruyu were huge threats, but he still stayed here to marry Yu Mengmiao. He still had hidden worries in his heart. It was good that the pill formation was successful, but what if it failed? It's troublesome. But this matter was just something he was thinking about in his mind, and he couldn't say it out loud, otherwise it would ruin the atmosphere at this time.

Qingyang smiled and said: "What you are saying is that we can't live up to the wedding night, right?"

This time, Yu Mengmiao's face didn't turn red again, and she stood up and got ready. Both of them were already at a high level of cultivation. They had been on the road to immortality for more than seventy years. They had seen through many things, and they no longer had the shyness of secular young people. And hesitation will not be taboo about this kind of thing.

There are countless immortal cultivation techniques in the world, and dual cultivation techniques are one of them. It is not that dual cultivation can create immortal cultivators, but it has a certain auxiliary effect on improving strength. Just imagine, others can only improve their strength by absorbing spiritual energy from the outside world and refining it, but in addition to these ways, you can also increase your cultivation through dual cultivation. Wouldn't your cultivation efficiency be higher than others?

Because of this, monks are not taboo about this. Some sects will even encourage monks to find dual monks early. For example, the Yin Yang Sect, the largest sect in the Kyushu Continent, started its business through this. And monks who have dual cultivation couples will more or less learn some dual cultivation exercises as an aid, which can not only increase the relationship between husband and wife, but also improve their cultivation. Why not do it?

Of course, there are countless dual cultivation techniques in the world, some are brilliant, some are simple, some are popular, and some are special. Most people can only get some simple and popular ones, and Yu Mengmiao, as a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect who specializes in this method , the master is also the elder of the sect’s Golden Pill, Fairy Duanqing, and the skills in her hands should be very clever, otherwise she would not say that she would help Qingyang break through the Golden Pill.