Chapter 448: Crowning Himself as God
Qi Yangui curled his lips and rubbed her head, "This is undoubtedly the most exciting news."
“Likewise, I have no regrets.”
"What do you regret?" Song Ningshu was puzzled.
Qi Yangui held her wrist, and slowly moved forward along the line of her wrist to clasp her fingers. "I used to regret that I had never seen your little form, but it turns out that I had already seen it."
"A Ning like that is really cute. No wonder they call you Little Dumpling."
At that time, she was more lively than she is now. She would drag him around the mountains and cling to him to talk about things she found interesting.
"You're cute too."
Qi Yangui chuckled, "This is the first time I've been called cute."
He held her in his arms and lay down, his fingers entwined with the straps around her waist, and slowly pulled open her shirt, leaving only her tender white bellyband. "A Ning, do you want to practice?"
“We just finished it.”
He placed a delicate and gentle kiss on her lips, and his palm touched her heartbeat. "But then I thought about it again, Aning, please feel good about me."
Song Ningshu's fingertips dug into his arm, "Okay."
"Good Aning, I love Aning the most."
Qi Yangui's palm moved along her waistline and held her ankle.
The room whispered quietly, full of lingering sadness.
He didn't go too far this time. He released her after three days and took her to Lincui Peak to attend the wedding banquet.
Venerable Yuanji, who was long-awaited by Mo Songyun, came out of retreat shortly after everyone returned to Lingxu Sect and presided over the wedding between him and Yao Nian.
Yao Nian got married from the Taoyao clan's territory in Yaochuan, which was very far away, but fortunately the teleportation array had been repaired long ago, so it was just a matter of crossing the teleportation array a few times.
When the two came to Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui, Yao Nian replaced the wine in the glass with flower tea, "This tastes good."
Song Ningshu smiled and said, "Thank you for your consideration, Senior Sister-in-law. Congratulations, Senior Brother and Senior Sister-in-law."
Yao Nian will be her first sister-in-law in the future.
Although she is no longer drunk and does not pass out after one drink, they still treat her as the little girl she was back then.
Yao Nian pinched her face and said, "Hey, be good, little Junior Sister. I'll go toast to the others."
A month after the wedding banquet at Lincui Peak, the wedding banquet was moved to Tianqian Peak.
When Zhe Shu first learned that his apprentice's grandson had become his apprentice's wife, he almost chased Luo Mingqian with a whip and beat him, but since one was kneeling and the other was protecting him, Zhe Shu just let them do what they wanted.
It was him who saved trouble by leaving the girl to his apprentice. He was wrong.
Good things should be kept within the family. Well, the water will directly flood his fields.
There are many cases of old men and young wives, or young men and old wives in the world of immortal cultivation. What's more, the age difference between them is not much, just a generation difference.
Half a month before her wedding, Lu Yilin ran back to the Shen family in Beizhou to eat and drink, and to act coquettishly with her parents.
When toasting at the wedding banquet, she happily called Song Ningshu and other uncles and aunts who were one generation younger than her "junior brothers, junior sisters, and senior brothers and sisters".
"Congratulations on your successful promotion." Lou Fanfan clinked his glasses with hers.
When she got to Wen Xu, she said directly, "Junior Brother Wen, call me Sister-in-law."
Facing Luo Mingqian's gaze, Wen Xu closed his eyes and said, "Master's Wife."
"Good junior brother."
The guests from Lingxu Sect came and went, and finally finished drinking at the three wedding banquets.
So, a month later, they "switched their battle" to the Haoyuan Sect and the Hang Family of Beizhou.
Lou Jinyi only had this one daughter. He had been waiting day and night for a hundred years, and finally his real daughter came back. So after the wedding at the Hang family, he also held another one at the Haoyuan Sect.
After the wedding banquet of Lou Fanfan and Hang Xingfan, the Ji family of Beizhou invited them again. The major forces in Jiuzhou have been soaking in the spiritual wine of each family for the past six months.
They drank the spiritual wine and attended the wedding banquet, and then all the major forces in Jiuzhou fell into a frenzy of cultivation.
Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui traveled all over Kyushu, explored all the secret and dangerous places, and successfully reached the peak of their strength after half a year.
On the Tree of Life, a huge beam of vital energy shot straight into the sky, the floating clouds were swept away layer by layer, the vitality spread in all directions, and a huge wave of spiritual power swept across the entire Jiuzhou Realm and Sanchuan Realm.
Wherever spiritual power passes, all things grow into the sky.
Song Ningshu stood on the top of the Tree of Life, the oracle fell, the divine light was brilliant, and the nine provinces were filled with splendor.
The invisible Taoism was projected from her to all living things, and frost and snow fluttered in the air, each piece containing rhythm.
Divine power lifted her up to the ninth heaven, in the brightest part of the sky, her figure was blurred by the light of Tao.
She had walked this path for a long time, from being her to becoming Him.
From the ignorant Ling, to Lingyue, the darling of the gods, to hundreds of "she" who died with sorrow and hatred, to Shang Zhixing who committed suicide after losing his parents at an early age, to Song Ningshu, the number one fairy girl in Jiuzhou, and finally, he crowned himself a god.
The spirits conceived by heaven and earth find it difficult to take form for a long time. They see their old friends die for their enemies, go through hundreds of reincarnations, experience sorrow, suffer hardships, and give birth to souls.
Struggling for hundreds of lifetimes, there will be no good ending in any lifetime.
She has been cultivating her spiritual power for decades, her clothes have been stained with blood many times, she has escaped death many times, she has broken through her limits many times, she has escaped danger many times, and she has embarked on the road to heaven.
The divine pattern on the forehead finally disappeared, vitality and frost and snow surrounded it, and it was wrapped in Taoism.
On the robe, a moon pattern containing rules and Taoism gradually appeared, and the thunder brewing the power of rules huddled behind her.
Song Ningshu looked into the void, his gaze passing through all things and reaching beyond the Nine Provinces.
In the empty and dark universe, only half of the star-studded Sutian Realm remains.
She withdrew her gaze, and wherever her eyes went, a spiritual rain fell, nourishing the whole country.
The clouds and lakes are shining, the clear waters are flowing, the spirits are weaving colors, the Wangchuan River is flowing backwards, the devil’s abyss is raging, and the five symbols are like pillars, gathering in the sky.
A three-colored figure was lifted up, the oracle fell, the light of Tao was shining, and the thunder subsided.
The three types of divine power intertwined to form a complex divine pattern, which was printed on Qi Yangui's robes. In the strange vision, the divine pattern was glowing.
Another spiritual rain fell.
In the sky, the two gods looked at each other from afar. The dark shadow gradually dissipated, and in an instant appeared beside the white shadow, embracing it in his arms.
The divine light intertwined and spread, all the beasts were frightened, and all the tribes looked up to the sky.
Jiuzhou stood outside the sky, a silent smile spreading across his brows.
He watched them transform into gods one after another, and now he finally waited for the last one.
Cangli said: "It's not easy. You've waited for so long."
"She said Kyushu has a future."
Cangli was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "The future has arrived."
Qi Yangui leaned over and gently kissed the divine pattern on her forehead. For a moment, the divine pattern flickered slightly.
Song Ningshu raised his eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised.
She held his hand and went into the sky.
From afar, two figures shrouded in divine light could be seen standing in the darkness outside the realm, like eternal guardians, isolating the noise and darkness outside the realm.
Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui landed beside Jiuzhou and looked at the unpleasant turbidity that was showing its fangs and claws in the dark chaos.
Vitality instinctively rejects.
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