Early that morning, a young man came to the door of the palace. He was dressed in a sapphire blue robe, holding a white jade folding fan in his hand, shaking it gently, with a cool and carefree expression.

He wears a melon-skin hat with a piece of white jade in the center, which makes him appear graceful, luxurious and elegant.

Looking at his appearance, his facial features are ordinary, but his skin is very good, like a piece of white jade, which seems to be shining lightly, making people dare not underestimate him.

He stood in front of the gate, looking at the two stone lions with an expression of approval.

The door is embedded with dozens of palm-sized copper nails, the yellow light flashes, and the imposing momentum, coupled with the two lifelike lions, makes ordinary people afraid to approach.

Four middle-aged men stood in front of the door, wearing white satin attire, holding long swords at their waists, and looking mighty.

When they first saw this young man, the four of them looked at each other, put their right hands on the handle of the knife, and their whole bodies tensed up, their eyes shining brightly, as if they were real.

A middle-aged man with a horse-faced face took a step forward, clasped his fists and said solemnly: "This young master, may I ask your name, and why do you come to our house?"

The young man in blue shirt looked at him and gave him a faint smile, which made people feel like spring breeze: "This strong man, is this the famous Penglai Wang family?"

The horse-faced man nodded: "It is indeed the palace."

"That's right." The young man in blue shirt nodded, took out something from his arms, which was a small black sword, the size of a palm, and handed it over: "Please show this thing to the ancestors of the Wang family."

"What is your surname?" The horse-faced man hesitated for a moment, took it, and asked again.

The young man in blue shirt shook his head and smiled: "When my ancestors saw this thing, they naturally knew my identity."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!" The horse-faced man nodded lightly and entered through the side door.

Li Muchan stood in front of the gate of Penglai Palace and looked at the two lions. He felt that the master's handiwork was indeed extraordinary. He was now proficient in painting. Sculpture and painting were inseparable and connected.

Two real lions seemed to appear in front of them, shaking their long temples and letting out a roar, as if they were going to tear themselves into pieces.

Such a realm, such exquisite skills, Li Muchan couldn't help but sigh.

After a while, the horse-faced man came out, came closer, and said respectfully: "This young hero, our ancestors have invited you!"

Just as Li Muchan was about to join forces, he clasped his fists again and said with a smile: "Excuse me, please——!"

He followed the horse-faced man through the three courtyards. Every courtyard he entered was spacious and grand, different from the scenery in Tiannan, and the style was rough.

Soon we came to a large hall, which was very majestic and magnificent. Even the water-absorbing beasts on the eaves were much larger than those in the south.

The horse-faced man raised his voice and said: "Ancestor, we are here."

"Come in." A female voice came from inside.

Li Muchan heard the voice. The voice of a woman in her fifties was not loud, but it contained explosive power, which made his eardrums beat faintly.

With such deep inner strength and not looking like he was in his fifties, Li Muchan guessed that this person was the ancestor of the Wang family - Wang Xiu'e.

The horse-faced man bowed and stretched out his hand. Li Muchan nodded and stepped in.

The hall is spacious and can accommodate hundreds of people. On the wall in the middle is a picture of pines and cranes prolonging life, with an imperial chair and an Eight Immortals table below, making it seem a bit small.

Sitting on the Grand Master's chair is a middle-aged woman with an oval face, fair skin, only faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, and no other wrinkles. She is dignified and graceful.
Chapter completed!