The North Sea Dragon Palace was busy preparing for the hundred-day banquet for the two dragon cubs, with lights and decorations everywhere, and it was extremely festive.
The Dragon King of the North Sea was busy writing invitations in his study and arranging messengers to deliver them. Ming Yijian, as the hostess, was responsible for arranging and decorating the Dragon Palace of the North Sea.
As a guest, Mu Lin also had to help her, so a strange sight appeared in the North Sea Dragon Palace: Jiu Cang Xianjun was sitting next to the North Sea Dragon Queen, with a dragon cub lying on his head, calmly directing a group of palace servants to busy themselves inside and outside the palace.
The North Sea Dragon King sent someone to ask if they should send an invitation letter to Yingzhou, but Mu Lin refused. Yingzhou was just the two of them living together as a master and disciple, and she was already here, so she didn't want the messenger to disturb her master's peace.
Time passed so quickly, and it seemed like the day of the Hundred Days Banquet had arrived in the blink of an eye.
The North Sea opened an ice-blue crystal staircase from the seaside to the Dragon Palace. Representatives of all dragon tribes, immortal courts, various immortal palaces, fairylands, and immortal mountains, and thousands of immortals stepped into the North Sea.
The Beihai Dragon Palace is magnificent and majestic. The six-petaled Pure Snow Dusk Pear flowers on both sides of the Dragon Palace are as white as silver and dripping with fragrance, which is extremely beautiful.
Ming Yijian was getting busier and busier, and had no time to take care of the pair of dragon cubs and dragon eggs. Mu Lin had one dragon egg on his shoulder and one in his hand, sitting in the back hall bored. When the siblings were needed, he would hand them over to the North Sea Dragon King and his wife, and he would also join the other immortals.
Mu Lin sat in the front seat, and almost everyone she saw was familiar. There were five immortals, Luochen Xianjun, Lianyou Xianjun, and her. She sat next to Luochen Xianjun, eating cakes and chatting.
Immortal Lord Luochen is worthy of being the gossip boss in the fairy world, and he knows the situation of all the fairies like the back of his hand.
Dongting Zhenren has a good personal relationship with the North Sea Dragon King, so he came in person. The eldest princess didn’t come because she was pregnant. Second Prince Fengling had just recovered from his injuries, and he came on behalf of the Immortal Emperor and his wife to send gifts and congratulations. Lianyou Immortal King had just come out of retreat, and his cultivation had reached the late stage of Immortal King. As a senior flower lover, he came to appreciate the pear blossoms. Pingyu Immortal King was in retreat, so he sent his eldest disciple, Fairy Huiyue, as a representative. Zhuxian Daojun didn’t get along with the North Sea Dragon King, and knowing that his eldest disciple Ao Xin was attending as a representative of the East Sea White Dragon Clan, he also let him represent their Immortal Palace as a gesture...
Mu Lin felt that the relationship was indeed quite complicated.
Then Immortal Lord Luochen began to inform Mu Lin about the situation of each dragon clan: The North Sea Dragon Clan is a black dragon clan with the smallest population, but the North Sea Dragon Lord has the highest cultivation and the greatest prestige, so the various dragon clans that came to congratulate him were unambiguous.
The chief of the Blue Dragon Clan of the West Sea, the deputy chief of the Red Dragon Clan of the South Sea, the junior chief of the White Dragon Clan of the East Sea, and the chief of the Yellow Dragon Clan of Central Continent were all sitting in the Dragon Palace. Their identities could be identified by looking at the iconic colors of their clothes.
"Lord Luochen, have you seen my master recently? Is he okay?"
"Hmm? You don't have to worry about him. He's used to being alone in Yingzhou. Nothing will happen to him."
Mu Lin forced a smile and nodded at him.
Mu Lin felt a pair of eyes staring at her not far away. She looked up and saw the charming Lianyou Xianjun. Lianyou Xianjun was as charming as ever and smiled at Mu Lin. Mu Lin had the illusion that she was almost seduced by a woman.
There was graceful dancing and music, cheerful conversation, clinking of glasses and toasting, and the stunning appearance of Sister Youlong and Brother Xuandan drew the amazement and envy of all the fairies, most of whom were gathered around the little Princess Red Dragon.
The deputy chief of the Red Dragon Clan held Xiao Xilan carefully in his arms. Xiao Xilan was attracted by the huge fire spirit bead on the claws and did not show any resistance or shyness.
The chief of the Yellow Dragon Clan said: "How can there be a beautiful cub that hatches in broad daylight even though it is not even hatched yet? Little Princess Xilan is so energetic, but she is a genius that my Dragon Clan will only see once in a million years!"
The head of the Azure Dragon Clan: "I found Xiao Xilan likable at first sight. Moreover, she is the first red dragon born from the Black Dragon Clan. Wood and fire are born together. Why not form a good relationship with my Azure Dragon Clan disciple?"
The deputy chief of the Red Dragon Clan said, "You old bastard from the West Sea, you are talking nonsense! Because of the blood relationship between the two clans, the South and North Seas have never been married. Now you have a golden opportunity and you come to intercept it. You are so shameless!"
The young leader of the White Dragon Clan: "In fact, our heroes from the East Sea are also very good..."
The Dragon King of the North Sea said: "Thank you all for your kindness. It is too early to talk about Xilan's marriage now. We will have to wait and see what happens in her life."
Except for some quarrels among a few dragon representatives, the banquet was a very enjoyable one for both the guests and the hosts.
When the banquet was over and most of the guests said goodbye and left, Ming Yi wanted to find Mu Lin to feed Xi Lan, but couldn't find her anywhere.
Immortal Lord Luochen was saying goodbye to Mu Lin in the pear blossom forest, and the two were communicating with magic.
Luo Chen: Mu Lin, your master is stubborn and sometimes hard to get along with. It is inevitable that there will be quarrels between master and apprentice. But he only has you as his apprentice, and you are the one he cares about the most. You should be more tolerant of him, and come back to Yingzhou to see him when you have stayed outside enough.
Mu Lin nodded: Luochen, how do you know that my master and I parted on bad terms
Luo Chen chuckled: I guessed it.
Mu Lin also laughed: I don’t even know Master as well as you do…
Luochen blinked: Because in your eyes he is a high and mighty master who is otherworldly, but in my eyes he is an equal friend.
A trace of disappointment flashed across Mu Lin's eyes: There should be no encroachment on the boundaries between master and disciple. I respect and love my master, but I cannot be his friend.
Luo Chen shook his head: Nothing is absolute, like the master and disciple Fang Hu.
Mu Lin was silent.
The immortals of Fanghu seldom interact with people from the outside world. Not only did the North Sea Dragon King's banquet not have Fanghu immortals visit, but even the Peach Festival did not have Fanghu immortals attend.
Fanghu, Yingzhou and Penglai are known as the three immortal mountains overseas. The latter two have good reputations, but the former is only average. One important reason for this is that Fanghu is too open.
Fang Hu has tens of thousands of people. They are free and easy-going by nature. They treat everyone, regardless of age or seniority, as brothers. They even don't approve of the master-disciple relationship that is despised by the world.
Oh, there are fairies and demons coexisting in Fanghu. Nearly half of the people on the island are demons. They don't care much about the difference between fairies and demons, and it's not uncommon for fairies and demons to fall in love and become couples.
But when the news that a Daluo Jinxian and his disciple had tied the knot three hundred years ago came from Fanghu, the immortals were still shocked. As the saying goes, "Once a teacher, always a father", how could a Daluo Jinxian have an unethical relationship with his disciple? Wasn't he afraid of punishment from the heaven
It is worth mentioning that Fanghu has four Daluo Jinxian, accounting for almost one-third of the thirteen Daluo Jinxian in the entire fairy world. The Heavenly Dao seems to be particularly fond of the "vulgar and dissolute" Fanghu. Many famous immortals and monsters have come out of it, and the fertility rate is also significantly higher than other fairy places.
Luo Chen shook his fan: This is not something that needs to be kept secret, Mu Lin, you can't learn Zhechuan's rule-abidingness completely, so what's the point of letting rules restrict yourself
Mu Lin flatly denied: Master is not old-fashioned, nor does he follow the rules in everything, and he has never used rules to restrict me. It’s just that Master seems too lofty... Luochen, I can confide in you freely, but I can’t do the same with Master.
Luo Chen just smiled and said nothing. Mu Lin felt that this was all he could say.
Before Luochen left, he gave her one last suggestion: go travel to Fanghu.
Mu Lin nodded, waved and watched him leave.
The snow-white pear blossoms fluttered down like snow. Mu Lin stood under the blossom tree, with a few petals clinging to her shoulders. She took them and sniffed the rich fragrance, her eyes shining, her beauty even more beautiful than peach blossoms.
Mu Lin suddenly said in a calm voice in one direction: "Feng Ling, come out."
There was no response from the surroundings, and Mu Lin was not in a hurry. A dark light flashed in his hand, and a heavy black gold whip emitting a cold light appeared. It was the Prajna God-Falling Whip.
A large number of petals fell from a pear tree, and then a figure in red jumped down from the tree. It was indeed Feng Ling.
As soon as Luochen Xianjun left, Mu Lin smelled the scent of mint and tobacco mixed with the fragrance of pear blossoms. It was refreshing, slightly spicy, light and distant, which was unique to Fengling.
"I can't hear anything right now, so you'd better write down what you want to say."
"Why didn't you keep the appointment?" Feng Ling sighed helplessly, and Mu Lin found that he could actually hear what he said directly.
Mu Lin then remembered that the Second Prince had a mysterious and special physique that could directly blend with her immortal power. Could it be that...
"You have a psychic physique?" Mu Lin was extremely surprised. A psychic is a magical physique that can communicate directly with the souls of all living beings, and even blend with their spirits. This physique has appeared in humans, immortals, monsters, and demons, but that was all in ancient times.
"That's right... So why didn't you keep the appointment?" Feng Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at her with an unhappy face.
He spent a whole day and night at the cliff of the Ninth Heaven, blowing in the wind, but no one showed up. When he returned to the Fairy Palace with a dazed look in his head, and learned from the little girl Qi He that she was in the North Sea, he finally believed that someone dared to stand up his Second Prince!
Mu Lin sneered: "Because I never agreed to a date, and I can't hear anything, do you think I can keep the date?"
"Then didn't you come to the North Sea anyway? You can come to the North Sea, but you can't come to the Nine Heavens? And before you came, you went to the East Sea and fought with Ao Xin?"
"You're spying on me? Why don't we have a fight, and whoever wins is right."
"The Immortal Lord is fighting against the Golden Immortal, crushing him in realm?"
Mu Lin was impatient: "Are you still a man?"
Feng Ling was not angry at all. He looked Mu Lin up and down, and finally his eyes fell on Mu Lin's pink lips. He smiled evilly and said, "Whether I am a man or not, we can verify it in other ways."
Mu Lin seemed to understand his subtext: "Are you talking about the interest between husband and wife?"
Feng Ling choked, and his anger mostly dissipated: "You actually know this?"
"Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run." Mu Lin accidentally ran into the Beihai Longjun and his wife being affectionate. He was embarrassed at first, but after seeing it so many times, he was able to walk past them as if they didn't see anything.
"Then do you want to give it a try?"
"You and I are not husband and wife, who would try it with you?"
"If you hadn't refused the marriage proposal, we would have been a legitimate couple."
Mu Lin looked at him steadily: "Although my refusal to marry you hurt your Second Prince's face, you didn't get nothing out of it, did you? Feng Ling, you have established a good image of being affectionate and responsible, and it's just a matter of time before you take power in the Immortal Realm."
Feng Ling sighed half-truthfully, "I don't care about that. Don't you really understand? What I want is someone who can go forward hand in hand with me."