During the days of practicing in Yingmeng Mountain, rumors about her were already circulating outside. From the fact that she gave up her immortal book to killing people and taking blood, such as unreliable and crazy stories, flying everywhere like flies, in groups. Soon, the fairy peach banquet arrived. For Yingmeng, this was an opportunity to cleanse her injustice. But the rumors and promises that they could be so easy to clear, so how many tragedies should be missing in this world!

Returning to the fairy world, looking at the familiar scene in front of you is like a dream of yellow beams. There are thousands of golden lights rolling red and red rays, and thousands of auspicious air spraying purple mist. The mountains and rivers are connected in a line, three steps of scenery, and six steps of gardens. Looking back at the surroundings, they are at the same place, and the scenery is different. The mountains, rivers and pavilions are all in sight.

Three months ago, she was able to enter and exit this place openly under the stars of countless immortal servants, but it is still a question whether she can enter and go in now. Fortunately, she has no spiritual power. It is the same as returning to the simplicity, and has no spiritual energy. As long as they don’t see themselves, entering and leaving the Immortal Palace is not a problem. The guards of the Heavenly Immortal Palace are arranged by the gossip chess technique. Back then, she reminded the immortal guards that they were weak in their position, but no one took a word she said seriously. And in their eyes, she was just a child with extraordinary talent for cultivation. Now she is a cheaper person.

Ying Meng pinched a self-created body-like mantra, and transformed into a petal and fell in the Kan position. Then she used the Yin Qi to attack the two positions of Xun and Gen. When the guards heard the sound, they transformed back to their original bodies and instantly passed through the defense line. Thus entering the Heavenly Palace.

When Yingmeng appeared in the hall, everyone was stunned. The originally lively atmosphere instantly frozen. Everyone's hands pressed on the hilt of the sword, and the current Immortal Lord said in surprise and regret.

"You dare to come back!"

"Why don't I dare? The Fairy Tao Banquet invites all those above Lingxian to participate. I am a grand immortal. Why don't I come?" Yingmeng smiled. "You don't have to hate me anymore, and now Xianqing Xianjun is the person who is most likely to seize the throne."

The current immortal lord slapped the table and stood up, "You are arrogant. You have killed countless evils. You have long been unworthy of being an immortal."

Yingmeng was about to defend herself and was interrupted by Shengyuan Immortal Lord, "If you are here to attend the banquet, then sit down. Today, we will not talk about these troublesome things. Why are you wrong with your spiritual power?"

For Yingmeng, this is not an easy thing to explain. And for these fairies with a strong root, using energy other than spiritual energy to practice is a evil way. Don’t mention clearing your misunderstandings at that time, I’m afraid you will be knocked out of the hall before you can explain it.

At this time, there was only a sound, "The Buddha arrived." She successfully saved her embarrassment. Yingmeng sat down with the flow.

The banquet officially began. Everything seemed to go smoothly. Until Mengying drank the glass of wine in front of her. It was not ordinary wine, it was peach blossom drunk. One sip could make people's emotions lose control. For the moment after drinking, Ying Meng felt that all the anger and unwillingness in the past surged into her heart. But at this moment, she must not reveal any emotion, otherwise these people who wished to find their own handle and completely drag themselves down from the altar would never miss this opportunity.

Unfortunately, as time goes by, one after another, and the negative emotions brought by Yingmeng's practice have washed away her mind over and over again. As Yingmeng's face becomes increasingly ugly, some immortals seem to notice something is wrong.

Shengyuan Xianjun said: "Yingmeng Xuanxian, your face is not right! Could it be that this Qiongjiu is so delicious. I couldn't help it for a while, and I drank a few more sips and got drunk. It's not a pleasant thing to make a fool of myself in front of the Buddha. Do you want someone to help you down..."

At this time, Yingmeng was trying to restrain her emotions. Suddenly someone was so excited that he couldn't control himself and shouted: "Shut up!"

Shengyuan Immortal Lord said with a hurt face, "I just care about you. Your tone of speaking like this seems to be not very good. You didn't explain before, and I didn't blame you for your spiritual aura. What's wrong with you?"

Yingmeng tried hard to suppress the medicinal properties of peach blossoms. This is an immortal banquet, and I have to clarify the misunderstandings and must not lose control. But some people do not want to miss the opportunity to completely defeat her. How vulnerable is shame and morality in the face of power. A group of immortals who proclaim themselves with justice and etiquette stimulate a child one by one.
Chapter completed!