Fine wines are like the sea, and delicacies are like the mountains.
After the seven-day meeting, there was a three-day immortal banquet.
As one of the Seven Holy Lands, Nanhai is extremely well prepared for this. Three thousand years of a grand banquet, with concubines and beauties coming and going, strong men and heroes and slaves interspersed. The silk and bamboo are graceful, the fairy music is floating, and there is a life of singing and dancing. The lantern flew over the South China Sea, and its light could spread for three thousand miles. There are countless fairy banquets in the world, but when it comes to the grandeur of the banquet, the high status of the banquet guests, and the prosperity of their cultivation, it can be said that there is nothing like this.
Looking from a distance, one can see three small islands in a row and several halls, all connected by golden bridges.
Countless exotic flowers and plants grew around with magical powers, and the fragrance was fragrant. In the three small island palaces and on the mountain, there were people talking and laughing. Some people were enjoying singing and dancing and drinking fine wine in the main hall; some were playing chess in the woods and arguing endlessly; some were sitting in groups discussing Taoism and demonstrating magical formations; some were making soldiers out of clay on the beach and discussing military formations. Those who were once friends cherished the rare reunion and sighed hand in hand, wishing to fight side by side in the great catastrophe; those who were once enemies also looked at each other in silence and drank in silence. After the great catastrophe, perhaps this revenge will never be avenged.
After all, they all knew in their hearts that this might be the last carnival.
Even if this dragon trail and his party can succeed, it will only buy another twenty years for the human world. For practitioners, especially those with their level of cultivation, twenty years is actually not enough time. It’s just a snap of the fingers!
And in this fairy banquet, those juniors who were destined to enter this banquet were naturally busy one by one, taking advantage of every opportunity, running back and forth, and the big shots in the scene were all rare and rare to see after all their efforts. , but now you can see it everywhere. As long as you go and say hello, it is a one-time relationship, which will be of great benefit to your future practice. Even some difficult problems in practice that are impossible to ask for advice. Now as long as you encounter those When important people are in a good mood, they will also give them some advice.
Fang Yuan was also in this meeting, holding a pot of wine in his hand and toasting several people who deserved to be toasted.
The first glass of wine he served was Mrs. Bai of Langya Pavilion.
This glass of wine is naturally a tribute to her appreciation!
Whether it was ten years ago, she gave herself the opportunity to study in Langya Pavilion, or the immortal method, or now that she is on the Golden Bridge, she was the first to condemn Bai Youran and invite her to the immortal banquet. This is a huge favor and deserves Fang Yuan's respect.
After not seeing each other for more than ten years, Mrs. Bai's voice and appearance remained the same, but she looked much more haggard. Bai Youran hugged little Qilin and cuddled up to her side very obediently. Mrs. Bai, who had a gentle temperament, looked Fang Yuan up and down, a smile appeared on her face, and said: "Back then, I thought you couldn't achieve the Supreme Nascent Soul, but I didn't expect that I underestimated you. Now you have become a great cultivator. It is not for us to speculate on future achievements. If you encounter difficulties in the future, I still hope that you will remember this master-disciple karma and help him more!"
Fang Yuan could feel Mrs. Bai's respect from her tone, so he nodded solemnly: "Definitely!"
Madam Bai looked at Fang Yuan, and then at Luo Feiling, who was peeping in the distance, waiting for Fang Yuan to pass. She couldn't help showing a smile on her face, and said: "This girl from Wangqing Island is a good child. If you are safe, Come back and I can be a matchmaker for you!"
Fang Yuan was overjoyed when he heard that a big event had finally come to fruition.
As a matchmaker, Madam Bai from Langya Pavilion is worthy of the status of Nanhai Wangqing Island, right
For the second glass of wine, Fang Yuan went to toast Mr. Taixu from the Immortal Alliance.
He has always had a good impression of the Immortal Alliance, and even almost became a member of the Immortal Alliance at one time. And the source of this good impression, if he thinks about it carefully, started from Mr. Taixu, whom he had never met before. When he thought about it, such a person The old man who has no friendship with me and is willing to give him a few more opportunities just because he thinks he has some qualifications is someone he can respect.
Mr. Taixu drank the glass of wine, and the patrol envoy, or now the new guard Zhao Zhizhen, waited beside him. Then looking at Fang Yuan's face, Mr. Taixu just sighed in a low voice: "This time the meeting was chaotic. As you have seen it, I don’t know if you will be disappointed in your heart, but I have nothing else to teach you. I just want to tell you that the original intention of the birth of the Immortal Alliance is to resist the catastrophe. Therefore, only those who can resist the catastrophe are The Immortal Alliance, as long as it is to resist the catastrophe, is consistent with the philosophy of the Immortal Alliance!"
Fang Yuan knew what Mr. Taixu was hinting to him.
He has always felt that there seems to be some secret power surging in the Immortal Alliance. This makes the Immortal Alliance different from what he imagined, and even creates some barriers. It also makes him not have much to move closer to the Immortal Alliance now, or even join the Immortal Alliance. The idea of alliance.
You can do things for the Immortal Alliance, but you don't want to join the Immortal Alliance. You listen to the instructions but don't listen to the announcement. This is what it means.
But now Mr. Taixu's words made him feel more enlightened, and he nodded seriously.
Mr. Taixu was also in a happy mood. He waved his sleeves and said with a smile: "Haha, go ahead. This matter must be done seriously. If it succeeds, I will guarantee it with my life. You can get the last transformation before the catastrophe really comes." Opportunity for the divine monk!”
This was equivalent to taking an oath with his life. Fang Yuan also felt a little moved and solemnly thanked Mr. Taixu.
A chance to become a god...
I'm afraid there is no promise in the world that is more important than this!
Is the Immortal League also using this method to make up for the loss of not entering Kunlun
For the third glass of wine, Fang Yuan went to meet Xueyuan Jianshou.
He had interacted with Sword Washing Pool a lot on the snowfield, but he had never really communicated with each other. The two parties had always been in a very embarrassing situation. To a certain extent, it could even be said that they had grievances. But before he entered Jinqiao, Xueyuan's sword struck him with a sword light and said something to him. Based on these words, he should come over and toast him with a glass of wine.
At this time, the Snowy Sword Head, who was wearing a blue robe and a purple crown on his head, and whose Qi was hidden, was playing chess and drinking with an old man wearing a Yilou Taoist robe in the bamboo forest. Outside the forest, there was an old man with a sword on his body. The white-robed swordsman and a young female Confucian from Yi Lou were guarding the place to prevent outsiders from breaking into the bamboo forest. However, when they saw that the person coming was Fang Yuan, the two of them said nothing and let him in.
"Back on the snowfield, I always wanted to see you, but you refused to come, but now you take the initiative to come over and propose a toast?"
Seeing Fang Yuan enter the bamboo forest, Xue Yuan Jian Shou didn't even raise his head, he just laughed lightly while playing chess.
Fang Yuan said: "The opportunity was not there at that time. When I met the senior, the junior didn't know what to say!"
Xueyuan Jianshou laughed and said, "What about now?"
Fang Yuan said: "There should be nothing to say now!"
"interesting!"
Xueyuan Jianshou raised his head, glanced at Fang Yuan, and said: "There is really no need to say anything now. When we were in Xueyuan, I wanted to meet you and ask you if you would like to practice in my sword washing pool, but now , you are no longer allowed to enter my sword washing pool. I will not express any opinions on whether your way of swordsmanship is right or wrong, but I don’t bother to hide it from you. The battle of swordsmanship is the battle of Dao, which is the most intolerable, so If you have something to say, let me say it in front of you. A hundred years from now, I will strike you with a sword... "
He looked slightly cold, looked at Fang Yuan seriously, and said: "I hope you are ready to take this sword!"
"A hundred years later..."
Fang Yuan concentrated slightly, thinking about the meaning of these words.
A hundred years later, the great calamity must have passed. Will there be another sword fight then
He nodded, drank the wine in one gulp, and said seriously: "Junior, take note!"
Then Fang Yuan poured another glass of wine and looked at the old man in Yi Lou.
He had never seen this old man who seemed to be so old that his beard and hair were all white, and it seemed that he could not get any older, but he remembered that when he was waiting at the head of the Jinqiao, someone from Yi Lou also went to greet him, and now, that man The person who greeted him was standing guard outside the bamboo forest, which meant that it was the Yi Lou master in front of him who came to speak for him at that time.
The old man looked old, but he still spoke clearly and forcefully. He just glanced at Fang Yuan with a smile and said: "Fang Xiaoyou, I have been deducing in Yi Lou for a lifetime, and I have only discovered the most reliable rule. You Do you know what it is?"
Fang Yuan said respectfully: "I would like to ask for advice!"
The old man smiled and said: "People today are definitely stronger than the ancients. Can you imagine that in the ancient times, those powerful men who could destroy the world in legends are actually just monks in the realm of Qi training today? The way is? People walk, so people today must walk farther than the ancients. Swordsmanship is also a road, and there is no impassable road. If you feel that it is impassable, it is just because you are not capable of walking through it yet!"
Fang Yuan was stunned for a long time before he leaned over and saluted the old gentleman: "I've learned a lesson!"
Seeing these two people talking, Xueyuan Jianshou felt unhappy. He snorted coldly and said, "Are you done?"
Then he urged the old gentleman: "The situation has been decided, victory is imminent, it's your turn!"
Fang Yuan straightened up and said with a smile, "One more thing!"
The Xueyuan swordsman was slightly startled and turned to look at Fang Yuan: "What are you talking about?"
Fang Yuan said: "Senior made the wrong move just now!"
With that said, he took a step forward for the old Mr. Yi Lou, then saluted the two men and left the bamboo forest.
Xueyuan Jianshou looked at the chessboard where the situation had changed drastically due to one move. After a long while, he shouted angrily: "This move does not count!"
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After coming out of the bamboo forest, Fang Yuan went to see the Nine Heavens God Emperor again.
However, the God Emperor of Jiuchongtian did not see him. He only saw Eunuch Cui who was guarding outside the palace with a smile. He said to Fang Yuan: "The God Emperor is passing on the important matter of bloodline and has no time to see you, but he has a message for me to see you. I’ll tell you when I get there…”
Fang Yuan was slightly startled and said, "What are you talking about?"
Eunuch Cui smiled and said: "Being my ninth-level prince-in-law will bring you many benefits!"
Fang Yuan was stunned after hearing this.
But at this moment, another sentence rang out: "More legs for his grandma!"
Following these words, I saw several Taoist nuns not far away, walking beside a trembling old lady. The old lady scolded Eunuch Cui, turned to look at Fang Yuan: "Little You bastard, everyone has paid tribute to you, why don’t you come to pay tribute to me?”
(End of chapter)