On the street, the flow of people was endless and the noise was constant. Yang Xuan learned from passers-by that Song Yun, the eldest son of the Duke of Jinyang, was married, and he didn''t pay much attention to it.


    However, before he went out far, his footsteps suddenly stopped. Not far away, a big man in black in the eighth heaven of Vientiane whispered to several companions: "have you heard that the fiancee of eldest childe Song Yun seems to have been caught. It is said that he comes from what Star Island."


    "Star Island? Where?"


    "It should be an island."


    Hearing this, Yang Xuan strode to the big men in Black: "how dare you ask, what you just said is true?"


    "I''ve heard what others said. I don''t know whether it''s true or false. However, the Marquis of Jinyang is decent and righteous. His son Song Yun is a genius of the mixed yuan sect. He''s always gentle and elegant. I don''t think he will rob people''s women. It''s estimated that others maliciously slander him."


    The big man in black truthfully said that when he saw that Yang Xuan was young and had the cultivation of heaven and earth, he understood that Yang Xuan''s origin was extraordinary, so he didn''t dare to neglect him at all.


    "Thank you for telling me." Yang Xuan hugged his fist, then asked about the location of the Marquis house in Jinyang, and hurried over with his sword. No matter whether the eldest son of the Marquis house, Song Yun robbed the people''s women, he had to go and have a look at the three words of Xingchen island.


    ……


    Located in the north of the city, the Marquis house of Jinyang is magnificent and magnificent.


    When Yang Xuangang came to the Hou''s house, he saw that it was already full of people. Many princes, nobles, children of rich families and countless scattered cultivation experts talked and smiled with each other and walked slowly up the stone steps paved with dozens of layers of white marble.


    Above the stone steps, a mansion with red walls and green tiles is faintly visible, with magnificent weather.


    "Get away from the people in front!" suddenly, a loud shout came from the distant sky, and a purple golden treasure ship flew in. On it, several valiant young men stood upright, surrounded by an introverted white haired old man. At first glance, they knew that it was a great man from a powerful martial art.


    The crowd retreated one after another to make an open place for the treasure ship to stop.


    Hoo Hoo


    The sound of breaking through the sky in the distance was endless, and spirit boats and treasure boats came one after another.


    Yang Xuan didn''t stay where he was. He straightened his clothes and robes, climbed the stone steps on foot along the flow of people, and soon crossed the gate of the Marquis house and came to a brightly decorated square.


    "Distinguished guests, please take a seat as the afternoon is approaching." at the moment, the steward of the Marquis house shouted. At the same time, many young maids led the princes, nobles and rich children to the front row of the square.


    As for casual martial arts practitioners, unless their accomplishments are high enough, they don''t have such treatment. They can only find a place to sit in the back of the square.


    "Childe, this way, please." Yang Xuan, with his high cultivation and long young and handsome, naturally had a maid to receive him.


    "Lead the way." Yang Xuan nodded slightly and followed the maid to the front of the square.


    The ground of the square is paved with white marble, which is extremely vast. In the center of the square, there is a spacious corridor, and there are tables of banquet on both sides of the corridor, with a variety of fruit cakes, nectar and jade liquid, and delicacies.


    "Tut Tut, it''s really lively. Even Wu Lin of the Taiqing palace and Nie Bei of the Hunyuan sect have come."


    "It''s normal. Eldest childe Song Yun is Tianjiao, the inner door of the mixed yuan sect, and has a wide range of friends. Of course, many young talents will attend his wedding today. To put it bluntly, this is a talent gathering. Not to mention the Taiqing palace and the mixed yuan sect, but also the bajian sect in the east of Zhongzhou, Qingyun sect, Yunlan villa, Cuiyun Valley, Ziyang sect and so on. Tianjiao was present."


    Listening to the guests on both sides of the aisle talking to each other, Yang Xuan also saw that Song Yun was not simple. Of course, so many people came to watch the ceremony and congratulate. On the one hand, Song Yun had many friends and disciples of the mixed yuan sect, on the other hand, he looked at the face of song Boming, the Duke of Jinyang.


    "Childe, it''s closer to the front here. Would you like to sit here?" when Yang Xuan was meditating, the maid had taken him to a banquet on the right side of the front row.


    "Yes." Yang Xuan didn''t embarrass the maid, so he sat down at the banquet.


    At this time, there were already three people sitting on the banquet.


    The three are young, all dressed in royal clothes and have extraordinary bearing.


    Seeing that Yang Xuan was seated, a handsome man with black hair, shawl and blue clothes hugged his fist and said with a smile: "Ye Nantian of Taiqing palace, I don''t know your name, brother?"


    "Yang Fan, a medium scattered repair." Yang Xuan replied.


    "Er, my brother is also Yang?" a young man with a folding fan said in surprise.


    "Is this strange?"


    "Oh, no, I just heard that my brother''s surname is Yang. I can''t help thinking of the man in the sword palace."


    "You mean Yang Xuan in the sword palace?"


    "Yes, Yang Xuan has a great reputation for beating all the dignitaries on the supreme list. Almost everyone in Zhongzhou knows it. Unfortunately, his luck is bad. He was broken into the void crack by a mysterious woman named Mengqing and died young."


    The young man said and introduced himself: "I''m Zong Pan''an in Ziyang."


    "Pan an?" Yang Xuan pulled slightly from the corners of his mouth, tried not to laugh, looked at Pan an carefully and said, "brother pan is tall and good-looking, but he deserves pan an''s name."


    "Ha ha, brother Yang, don''t be confused by his appearance. This guy looks elegant and secretly a bitch. When he sees women, especially beautiful women, his eyes won''t turn." a man in green patted his thigh and smiled.


    "What are you laughing at? Mu Qinghong, you are jealous that I am more handsome than you." Pan an said angrily.


    "Can handsome be a meal? Throughout the world, only those short-sighted women will look at their faces. Although I look a little inferior to you, my cultivation is higher than you. You turn around and have a look. How many women present are winking at me and making eyes at me secretly. I''m not bragging. I just need to wave and have beautiful women throw their arms at me immediately."


    Mu Qinghong''s sword eyebrows are light, and he is quite narcissistic. One day, his cultivation in the four heaven of human life is only lower than ye Nantian at the same table, and his length is also a jade tree facing the wind, which naturally attracts many young women''s frequent glances.


    "Cut, it''s just some mediocre fat and vulgar powder. It can''t be on the table. If you can catch the moon cicada fairy in the Taiqing palace, I''ll really convince you." Pan an said faintly.


    "Are you kidding me? Although I''m narcissistic, I''m not conceited. I ask myself if I can''t climb the cicada fairy of last month." Mu Qinghong smiled and said to Ye Nantian: "I envy brother Nantian. I can see the cicada fairy in the Taiqing Palace at any time."


    "If I envy what I do, I can only see it from a distance. Moreover, the moon cicada fairy covers her face with yarn all day, and I don''t know her fairy face." Ye Nantian said with a bitter smile. He only has the cultivation of heaven and human environment, and he can barely be regarded as a genius in the Taiqing palace where there are many talents, but genius is also divided into three, six, nine grades. He is not as good as the cicada fairy last month.


    "Brother Nantian, I wonder if there are any other beauties in your Taiqing palace besides the moon cicada fairy?" Yang Xuan asked casually. He thought of Fang Qingxue and wanted to explore the situation from ye Nantian''s mouth. He wanted to use Xueer''s beauty to be absolutely famous in the Taiqing palace.


    "Hehe, there are hundreds of thousands of disciples in Taiqing palace, among which there are countless beauties, but there are few who can compare with the moon cicada fairy in terms of beauty. In my opinion, there may be only one person." Ye Nantian smiled.


    "Who?" Pan an and Mu Qinghong''s curiosity came. They couldn''t imagine that there were women in the Taiqing palace who could compete with the moon cicada fairy.


    Although the moon cicada fairy covers her face with yarn, everyone knows that she is an extraordinary and dust-free beauty. If she wants to be comparable with her, she will be defeated first in terms of temperament.


    "Her name is Fang Qingxue. She is a disciple outside Taiqing palace. Although she is only 14 or 15 years old this year, she is beautiful and beautiful. I still feel pity for her. Many people call her Qingxue fairy in Taiqing palace. There are many suitors. Unfortunately, Fang Qingxue has already had a heart and is true to any suitor." Ye Nantian said.


    "Have a heart?"


    "Yes, coincidentally, the three people she likes should all know."


    "Who?"


    "Yang Xuan."


    "What, how is this possible?"


    "Don''t be surprised. Fang Qingxue is from Xingchen island. It is said that she was a junior sister of the same school with Yang Xuan."


    "I see, but isn''t Yang Xuan dead? Brother Nantian will surely be able to hold the beauty back with all his strength."


    Hearing this, Yang Xuan was moved. Sure enough, Xueer didn''t forget herself.


    "After a few days, I''ll go to the Taiqing palace to pick up the little girl." Yang Xuan looked at her so much that he heard an unusually loud laughter.


    "Ha ha, Mr. Song is so tired of everything. He''s late. I''m here to apologize to all present. At the same time, welcome to my Jinyang Marquis house to attend the dog''s wedding."


    Many people looked back and looked at the middle-aged man coming from the entrance of the square. He was in his forties. He was a strong man with a strong face and a purple robe. It was song Boming, the Marquis of Jinyang, who had the highest cultivation in the meteoric realm.


    "Brother song really came late. He had to punish himself three cups."


    "Ha ha, there are too few three cups. Today, brother song''s eldest son is married, so he has to drink 300 cups."


    With song Boming''s appearance, many old martial artists who knew him laughed, and many young martial artists got up and saluted. After all, they were princes and strong men at the top of the land. Even if they were arrogant, many young people present did not dare to disrespect them.


    "You can rest assured that song has no other skills, but he can drink well. I''ll stay with you until you get drunk." Song Boming smiled as he walked and said politely to many young talents present: "you don''t have to be polite. Song can''t afford it."


    With that, people came to the front row of the square and sat at the table with eight introverted old strong people.


    These eight people, seven men and one woman, are young and older. They are all the accomplishments of life meteorite realm, and their origins are not small. There are inner door elders from Hunyuan sect, Qingyun sect, bajian sect, Cuiyun Valley, Yunlan villa and Ziyang sect.