"Don't tell me, it's quite a lot." Ye Chen found a seat and sat down. This restaurant seemed to be holding a banquet, with drums, harps, and flutes, singing and dancing, the aroma of wine and fruit filling the air.
As for acquaintances, there are indeed quite a few, such as the divine sons of the God Clan, the divine sons of the Phoenix Clan, or the divine sons of the nine ancient tribes are all here, and even the three sons of the God of Punishment are also present.
In addition to them, there are many powerful sons of gods. Although they are not as famous as the nine ancient tribes, they are still terrifying, and their original bloodline is also extraordinary.
"I don't know if it will be very lively here if you take off your mask now." Yan Laodao stuffed a spiritual fruit into his mouth, "Those sons of gods will probably be frightened and cry on the spot."
"What are you doing here? Why are so many great religious gods gathered here?" Ye Chenhuan looked around, ignoring Yan Laodao's strange thoughts and directly asked the doubts in his heart.
"Did you see that one?" Yan Laodao raised his hand and pointed at a young man in white, "That's the Emperor. Today he is hosting the Kunlun Banquet to entertain the sons of the major religions. It must be a big enough event!"
"The Emperor?" Ye Chen couldn't help but be surprised, "Where did this Emperor come from?"
"Eastern God, Xizun, Southern Emperor, Northern Saint, Zhonghuang." Yan Laodao shook the dust off his body, "His origin is very mysterious, and few people know which lineage he is from."
"Maybe he will be a descendant of the emperor." Ye Chen whispered, subconsciously glancing at the emperor.
The Emperor is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among men, with a vague aura and ancient and powerful bloodline. There is always a mysterious force that covers his opportunities, making it difficult to even see through his true appearance.
When Ye Chen looked at him, he happened to glance towards him, raised a glass to him and smiled slightly. His eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky, shining with bright fairy light, and a pair of divine eyes seemed to grasp the heaven and earth.
"To be as famous as the four gods of the East, the West, the South, the Emperor and the North, it is not easy for the Emperor to be the emperor." Ye Chen murmured softly, averting his eyes slightly, secretly saying that the Emperor was not ordinary strong.
"At least it is not comparable to that of the God Son of the God Clan." Yan Laodao couldn't help but smile, "The God Son of the Immortal Clan is not bad, that kid is very hidden, and his strength is comparable to that of the Central Emperor."
"I see." Ye Chen said, and glanced at the fairy godson, who was sitting at the jade table and drinking leisurely. There were many fairies around him, but he ignored them all.
"The ancient ruins are about to open, so why don't you come to join in the fun!" Yan Laodao said leisurely, "Well, it will definitely be lively when you come. Without you, it really won't be lively."
"What ancient ruins." Ye Chen took a bite of the fairy fruit and looked at Old Yan in confusion.
"As the name suggests, it is a fairy land left over from ancient times." Yan Laodao explained, "I don't know its origin. I only know that it opens every hundred years. It is said that there is a Great Emperor's Immortal Sutra inside."
"No wonder." Ye Chen touched his chin, "No wonder so many people gathered in Kunlun Ancient City. If I expected it to be true, the teleportation from this ancient city is very close to the ancient ruins."
"As you said." Yan Laodao said leisurely, "The ruins have not yet been opened, so we gathered here to wait. The emperor has also fulfilled his friendship as a landlord. I have to say that he has a lot of face."
"Can anyone enter that ancient ruins?" Ye Chen looked at Yan Lao tentatively.
"There is no limit on cultivation level, but after entering, the cultivation level will be suppressed by powerful force to the level of quasi-sage. It will be suppressed indiscriminately, and the great sage is no exception. Even the quasi-emperor will have to lie down."
"It's so scary." Ye Chen clicked his tongue, "I wonder if there really is a Great Emperor's Immortal Sutra inside."
"Another monster is here." When Ye Chen clicked his tongue, Yan Laodao tugged at the corner of Ye Chen's clothes.
Ye Chen stopped his thoughts and raised his eyes to look at the door. A little girl had jumped in, like an elf, innocent and innocent. Her arrival attracted attention from all directions.
Especially the sons and goddesses of the nine ancient tribes frowned, and even the emperor was no exception. Looking at the lively little girl, a hint of fear flashed in his deep eyes.
That little girl, needless to say, is the Nine Emperor Immortals. After three years, she has not grown much, but she has advanced to the saint realm. She looks very cute, but her combat power is absolutely fierce.
"I'm here to drink." Xiao Jiuxian chuckled, and did not regard himself as an outsider. He ran around the place holding a wine bottle. The gods and goddesses present were intimidated one by one.
"I knew she was indispensable." Ye Chen rubbed his eyebrows, "She has really advanced."
"I advanced three years ago." Yan Laodao sighed, "Everyone in their family is a monster. The youngest quasi-emperor, the quasi-young great sage, the quasi-young saint king, the youngest quasi-emperor in the Xuanhuang Continent, They have all the quasi-sage kings, and now they have the youngest saint added to them."
"She is the strongest of the younger generation in Xuanhuang." Ye Chen smiled and shook his head, "Based on visual inspection, if you can pick a lot of them, there is no guarantee that she will still be a stunning empress after thousands of years."
"Hey, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Saint are here too." Yan Laodao stared at the door with bright eyes.
Ye Chen raised his eyes again and looked away. A young man in purple robe and a young man in silver robe walked in hand in hand. He couldn't tell which was the Northern Saint and which was the Southern Emperor, but both of them were extremely terrifying.
Just like the Central Emperor, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Saint also have the appearance of young emperors, with eyes like stars, black hair like waterfalls, and wisps of Tao wrapped around their bodies, appearing to be hidden and appearing, with ancient visions appearing faintly.
The arrival of the two attracted the attention of the whole audience, and many gods and goddesses greeted them in person. The Southern Emperor and Northern Saint were well-known figures, and they were not as famous as the first sight. They were as powerful as the legends say.
What was shocking was that the young man in silver robe stopped walking halfway, and glanced at one side with a twitching corner of his mouth. After two or three seconds, he turned around and ran away without hesitation.
"Still want to run away?" Someone immediately chased him out, it was Xiao Jiuxian.
"It's... expected." Many sons of gods and goddesses smiled with strange expressions.
"Needless to say, that young man in silver robe is Nan Di." Looking at the little Nine Immortal chasing after him, Ye Chen said seriously. In the past, Little Nine Immortal defeated Nan Di's move, but now she has become a saint, and Nan Di is still a quasi-sage. But we have to find our place again! The little girl is very vindictive.
As soon as Xiao Jiuxian left, someone else stepped into the restaurant. It was a young Buddha wearing Buddhist robes, with Buddha light blooming all over his body, and a round halo floating behind his head, like a god. Although he did not speak, there was a Buddha in his body. The sound was so loud that everyone who listened was in a trance.
It is worth mentioning that his forehead was not the usual shiny one, it was also shining, making people unable to help but come forward and knock it. When he arrived, the Son of God and the Goddess stood up again.
"As expected, that should be Xi Zun." Ye Chen said lightly, with a look of fear in his eyes. He had never underestimated the Buddha. Their telepathy was mysterious, strange and powerful.
"It's stressful." Yan Laodao held the wine bottle and looked at Ye Chen with deep eyes.
"Eastern God, Xizun, Southern Emperor, Northern Saint, and Zhonghuang, none of them are joking." Ye Chen smiled lightly, "They all have immortal inheritance and are qualified to lead this era."
"Speaking of Dongshen, why haven't I seen her here?" Yan Laodao glanced at the door subconsciously, "Old Taoist, I haven't seen her yet. The most beautiful woman in Donghuang must be unparalleled in beauty."
"She doesn't like to join in the fun." Ye Chen picked up the wine glass with a smile and recalled the scene of Ji Ningshuang immersed in reading. Maybe she was studying the Wordless Book of Heaven in the Yaochi Holy Land at the moment
Yan Laodao disapproved, and then he looked away, picked up the wine bottle on the jade table, and poured the fine wine inside into his own wine gourd. It didn't cost any money anyway.
Next, many people walked in, all of them were sons of gods or goddesses who could rank in the Xuanhuang Continent, pushing the banquet to a climax. It was truly a star-studded event.
The older monks should be very pleased to see this scene. A banquet includes the most amazing people of the younger generation in Xuanhuang Continent. They will all be the protagonists in the future imperial struggle.