There is a valley that stretches for tens of thousands of miles in the eastern part of the Jiuzhou Continent. Peach blossoms are everywhere in the valley. The scenery is as beautiful as poetry and paintings. Petals are flying, and the sparse shadows are faintly fragrant, refreshing.

This valley is called "Wanhua Valley", and the Meiling Clan, one of the imperial clans of Jiuzhou, lives in the Wanhua Valley.

There are a large number of Meiling tribe buildings located in the valley, and the buildings are also very gorgeous. From a glance, they are all made of beautiful jade crystals.

Today is the 6.66 millionth birthday of the Empress of the Red Maple of the Meiling Clan. The lanterns of Wanhua Valley are decorated with lanterns, which is very lively.

As we all know, the life span of monks in the ghost world is extremely long, especially the life span of ghost cultivators with the top bloodlines is extremely long.

For example, Gu Yue, who is an ancient corpse ghost, has a lifetime of tens of millions of years!

You should know that if the spirit beast with the longest life in the ancient spiritual world does not ascend, it will not live for tens of millions of years.

Sixty and sixty-six million years is a lucky number. The Red Maple Emperor and Empress took this time to hold a birthday party, post invitations and banquets from all over the world. In addition to the Jiuzhou imperial clan, many well-known races in the Jiuzhou continent were also invited.

At this moment, Wanhua Valley is already crowded with people, and countless racial forces send senior officials to attend the birthday party, which is extremely lively.

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Shen Lang had long observed the situation in the Wanhua Valley through the Sky Eagle Spirit Eye, and guessed that the Charming Spirit Clan should be holding a major event, and there were a large number of monks patrolling the sky outside the valley.

Of course, today is the 6.66 millionth birthday of the Empress Hongmao Empress. No one dared to fly into Wanhua Valley by escaping. The guests participating in the birthday banquet all descended from outside the valley early, respectfully presented the invitation to the Meiling Clan monks who were receiving outside the valley, and were released.

Shen Lang naturally had no invitations for birthday banquets, and he sneaked into Wanhua Valley and seemed very rude.

After thinking for a while, Shen Lang directly used the Demon Butterfly Transformation and transformed into a ghost cultivator with long hair in black robe, released the spiritual pressure of the sky, and pretended to be a Mahayana cultivator!

After breaking through the fusion period, Shen Lang's magical power of demon butterfly transformation has been improved. Not only can he change his shape perfectly, but he can even imitate the breath and spiritual pressure.

Shen Lang descended the escape light and walked towards the entrance of Wanhua Valley.

The monks along the way realized that Shen Lang's Mahayana cultivation level was very consciously giving up a path, showing a look of awe.

"See senior!"

Several maids from the Immortal Clan who were responsible for receiving foreign guests bowed to Shen Lang.

"Do you dare to ask if you are here to attend the birthday party?" One of the maids in purple skirt asked respectfully.

"No, can I let me in?" Shen Lang asked in a deep voice.

"Of course, senior, please show the invitation and you can enter the valley!" said the maid of purple skirt in a panic.

"I just came out of seclusion a few days ago. I got the news late and I didn't get the invitation." Shen Lang shook his head and said.

"this……"

The maid with purple skirt looked very embarrassed. According to regulations, all monks participating in the birthday party must present invitations, even monks from the Jiuzhou Imperial Clan.

But the other party is an old monster in the Mahayana period, so they dare not provoke them as receptionists.

"Don't make things difficult, let's do this. I and Miss Fu'er, the nobleman, are friends. If you hand this note to Miss Fu'er, she will come out to receive me."

After Shen Lang finished speaking, he took out a pre-prepared note from his arms and handed it to the maid of purple skirt.

"Okay, please wait for a moment, senior."

The girl in the purple skirt took the notes and flew into the valley immediately.

Soon, Fu'er flew out of the valley and arrived at the entrance.

She was wearing a pink dress, still covered with a veil, with a graceful figure and elegant temperament. Especially her pair of snow-white legs, she looked particularly slender and attractive.

When he saw Shen Lang for the first time, Fu'er couldn't help but come. He bowed to Shen Lang like a jasper in the small family and smiled and said, "Fu'er, I've seen Mr. Chen, but I really didn't expect Mr. Chen to come to my mother's birthday party."

"I learned the news not long ago. If Miss Fu'er doesn't welcome her, she has to leave." Shen Lang smiled and hugged her fists.

"Young Master Chen is joking. Fu'er told you before that if you come to the Meiling Clan, you will definitely treat it well. You are a distinguished guest in Mr. Chen, and your mother will probably be very happy."

A beautiful arc curved out of the corner of Fu'er's mouth, and she put the word "please".

In this way, Shen Lang followed Fu'er into Wanhua Valley.

In order to show respect for the Red Maple Empress, Shen Lang removed his transformation and followed Fu'er to the Hall of the Meiling Clan.

The main hall of the Meiling Clan is like a towering giant mountain, very tall, and the whole body seems to be made of purple jade. The interior is like a square, with a huge space.

Not all guests are qualified to enter the Hall of the Charming Spirit Clan. Only the Jiuzhou Imperial Clan and a very small number of races with great prestige in the Jiuzhou Continent are qualified to be here.

As for guests from other races, they said they were watching the gifts, but they were just giving birthday gifts, having a meal, and having a name. They were not even qualified to meet the Red Maple Empress.

Shen Lang came very early and was taken to the seats on both sides of the hall by Fu'er.

Many guests in the hall noticed that Fu'er, who had always been aloof, personally received a guest, and could not help but look surprised. For a moment, a large number of eyes swept towards Shen Lang.

Seeing that Shen Lang was only at the beginning of the fusion, he was qualified to come to this hall, many guests were immediately confused.

You know, the worst VIPs in the Guiling Clan Hall are also at the peak of the fusion. Shen Lang is just an early stage cultivator in the fusion, sitting in such a high-level seat, which looks a bit eye-catching.

Just then.

A young ghost cultivator wearing a purple crown and extremely fair skin came up and smiled at Fu'er, "It's rare to see Miss Fu'er entertain a guest himself. I dare to ask where this guest came from, why not introduce it to Leng?"

The young man wearing a purple crown stared at Fu'er with evil eyes, not looking at Shen Lang at all.

This ghost cultivator has a good background. He is Leng Wushuang, the second-ranked young master of the Fallen Heaven Clan in the Jiuzhou Continent, and his cultivation level in the early stages of Mahayana.

There has always been a fine tradition in the ghost world. Generally, there is only one descendant of a genius lord of a large race, and he will do his best to cultivate the only descendant. It is better to have nothing than to be too bad.

Therefore, these young ladies and ladies from the Jiuzhou Imperial Clan have basically no brothers and sisters.

Leng Wushuang's eyes looked at Fu'er with a hint of ambiguity. Although Fu'er didn't like this person very much, she seemed to be afraid of Leng Wushuang's identity. She bent slightly and replied with a stiff face: "This is Mr. Shen Langchen, I believe Young Master Leng has heard of it."

Shen Lang's identity should not be exposed for the time being, so Fu'er can only communicate with Leng Wushuang.

"Oh, it turns out it was the so-called turn of the past year that old guy Gu Yue said. I asked how could he be qualified to come to the Meiling Clan Hall."

Leng Wushuang smiled and his evil eyes slowly turned to Shen Lang.

He looked at Shen Lang with a condescending look and said in a voice: "Fellow Daoist Chen, did Leng hear that you have made a good show of the limelight in Mount Huan Reincarnation. Have you inherited the mantle of that old guy Gu Yue?"
Chapter completed!