In the majestic Dragon Palace, the dragon aura is majestic, the demonic aura is permeated, and the Buddha's light and fairy clouds rise in it, without any low-key trend.
This is the Ascension Banquet of Dragon King Xi Muqing of Xuanting. It was given by his father. Among the guests, in addition to the real dragon demon sage, there are also immortals, Buddhas, and gods of mountains and rivers present.
Hundreds of immortal saints gathered together, and there were various visions. Sometimes there were dragons roaring, divine phoenixes spreading their wings, flowers falling from the sky, golden lotuses surging on the ground, towering mountains, and surging rivers appearing...
The images of many immortals and gods are dazzling. Fortunately, this is the main hall of the Dragon Palace. Under the blessing of the Universe Array, it is like a small world. It is difficult to see the height of the sky and the infinity of the earth.
“It’s really a great experience!”
Feng Bingwen, who was sitting on the colorful clouds, looked around, and the five-color fairy light naturally filled the air, covering his figure, not blocking his appearance as a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.
There was no way, although he had retrieved the memories of his previous life, but what he saw in his previous life could not compare with the real Dragon King's banquet in front of him.
In his imagination, dragon kings, demon saints, immortals, gods, and Buddhas all crowded together in a hall that for mortals could be called vast, drinking and drinking, talking about Taoism, with clam girls dancing, mermaids stretching their throats, and silk and bamboo orchestras.
, never ending like a thread.
But the reality is more than that. He underestimated the courage of the Dragon King and the magical power of the Immortal Saint.
The top leaders in the spiritual world who came to congratulate the Xuanting Dragon King on his transformation into a real dragon did indeed enter a large hall, but the main hall of the Dragon Palace was equipped with a Universe Array. When it was opened, a small world evolved.
The one hundred and eight dragon pillars supporting the main hall, with the blessing of the Qiankun Array, turned into one hundred and eight towering sacred mountains that support the sky, unreachable and magnificent.
The temporary banquet venue opened up is so vast that it is incredibly vast. Even the True Dragon Demon Saint can show his true form unscrupulously without any restrictions.
Feng Bingwen saw it, and many demonic holy mountain gods directly revealed their true bodies. Between the surging clouds and mist, one could see that the majestic and majestic shores were comparable to the demonic bodies of the legendary innate gods and demons.
"Nine-tailed fox!"
The two swaying corpses released their true bodies. There was no need to look at the real dragons that were making waves on his table. Feng Bingwen had already seen it. His eyes were attracted by a figure that was once revered as auspicious in the ancient books of the human race.
attract.
It was a white fox sitting lazily in the clouds, with a strong purple demonic aura like a raging flame, and silver-white hair dancing in it.
Although it is a white fox, its momentum at this time is not inferior to that of a real dragon. The huge and muscular fox body is full of the beauty of strength. The nine long fox tails trailing behind it cover the auspicious cloud seat where it is located.
"Nine-tailed demon fox!"
Looking at the nine-tailed fox that was full of evil charm but still majestic and domineering, Feng Bingwen silently added one in his heart. Obviously, this nine-tailed fox was completely different from the auspicious sky fox revered by the ancient ancestors.
, taking a different path.
"Um?"
Sensing Feng Bingwen's gaze, the nine-tailed demon fox that looked extremely aloof glanced at Feng Bingwen's seat. The surging purple demonic energy filled the air and turned everything in front of Feng Bingwen's eyes.
Make purple.
Just when Feng Bingwen was about to do something, he saw the demon fox tilting his head, yawning rudely, and then lying on the auspicious clouds above the Dragon King's banquet, under the watchful eyes of many immortal saints.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep directly.
"..."
The demonic aura in front of him had dissipated. Looking at this extremely unique demon clan sage who was ranked as the leader on the left, Feng Bingwen naturally would not disturb him without discernment.
Although the other party noticed his gaze, they didn't care at all. They didn't despise him. Looking at his lazy posture sleeping leisurely on the banquet, it was clear that no one could take notice of him, and he was not even interested in talking to him.
Looking at the young man in gray robe with the head of the nine-tailed demon fox and the Dragon King on the right opposite to him, they all turned a blind eye. Obviously, this Demon Saint is like this on other occasions, or in other words, being present is enough for the Dragon King of Mirror Sea.
face.
Naturally, Feng Bingwen would not stare at a big boss. His eyes roamed around the banquet, and he saw another Buddhist power with vast and shining golden light.
Three heads and six arms, three faces representing anger, compassion, and sorrow respectively. The six arms hold a vajra, a bow, an arrow, a sword, a trident, and a golden rope. It is solemn and majestic. Although the Buddha's light shines all over it, it cannot be felt by others.
There was no peace of mind at all, but instead he was full of murderous aura.
"That's the famous Buddhist King of Great Power and Divine Punishment!"
Just as Feng Bingwen was sizing up the powerful man who seemed to be incompatible with the Buddhist teachings, an old voice came from the side. Feng Bingwen turned around and saw an old Taoist with a childish face and a kind face rushing toward him.
He laughs.
This is the seat next to him, located above him. This Taoist is not as flamboyant as the Demon Saint Dragon King or the Buddhist Ming King. He is still a small human being.
But Feng Bingwen didn't dare to look down on him. Those who occupy a Xiangyun seat in this hall are all those who have achieved Taoism and live forever, and there is no vulgar person.
Even if the attendants who serve tea and water, add delicacies to many seats, and offer spiritual wine and fruit, they are the sons, grandsons, and maidens of dragons who have the aura of dragons lingering around them. No ordinary person can enter this palace at all.
"Thank you fellow Taoist for informing me!"
Although the old Taoist's attitude was very friendly, Feng Bingwen felt a little uncomfortable. He covered his face with immortal spiritual energy to hide his figure. The old Taoist was dozens of feet away from him, but he still saw his actions.
"Old Fu Luohe layman."
Feng Bingwen didn't want to say more, but the old Taoist didn't give up and took the initiative to talk again.
"My Taoist friend looks so unfamiliar, but I still forgive the old Taoist for his blindness and ignorance. I wonder where my friend is cultivating in the immortal mountain and blessed land?"
"Loose cultivators in the mountains are not worth mentioning."
Feng Bingwen replied, still with a lukewarm attitude. The old Taoist priest seemed to be secretly looking at him from the side. If they were just making friends, Feng Bingwen would not have such an attitude.
"Lord Luohe, people have long recognized the details of your Tianyandao, and they don't want to talk to you. You still want to cover up, which is really a joke to me."
A chuckle came from the other side. Feng Bingwen looked for the sound and saw Kun Dao sitting on the Xiangyun seat to his left.
Kun Dao's eyebrows are extremely beautiful, his delicate facial features are as smooth as jade, his long hair is pulled into a bun, and a white jade crown is tied on it.
Wearing a light green Taoist robe, there are no extra accessories, only two lines of slender ink-colored regular script on the white skirt: Only between heaven and earth, the breeze sprinkles orchid snow.
This Taoist is also plain and ordinary, with little knowledge, an appearance of being indifferent to the world, and no amazing aura, but the fact that he can deal with it calmly here already shows the other person's state.
"It turns out to be Immortal Qinglan. The old Taoist was doing two things before, but he didn't see the Immortal."
When layman Luohe heard Kun Dao's words, he didn't care at all and cupped his hands at him.
The main reason is that his family knows his family affairs, and he knows that his family's reputation for Tianyan Tao is not good. Tianyan Tao can be ranked among the twelve sects of Taoism precisely because of the skill of deducing hexagrams.
Tianyan Dao was originally just the Tianyan Sect, but after a certain sect leader had enough, powerful men from all walks of life relied on their own cultivation to be tyrannical and forced the disciples to deduce fortune-telling. After a night of reflection, they led the entire sect on a plan to deceive people.
Point of no return.
And since becoming Tianyan Dao, the disciple of Tianyan who was always popular wherever he went has become so disgusting that everyone shakes his head in disgust.
After all, no one can bear the thought of being turned into a chess piece in the hands of a disciple of Tianyandao without realizing it, losing his life for no reason, and becoming a stepping stone for the other party to seek immortality.
"It's best if you don't see him. I don't want to have too much interaction with lay people."
"It seems that the Immortal has a deep misunderstanding of my Tianyandao!"
"Don't talk to me about this."
Immortal Qinglan didn't want to talk to a scheming old man, so he looked at Feng Bingwen and reminded him casually,
"Fellow Taoist, when you come into contact with Tianyan Dao monks, you must be very alert and don't be careful about becoming the opponent's pawn."
"Fairy Qinglan, we have no grudges, why do you want to ruin the reputation of our Dao Sect?"
Layman Luohe was very helpless.
"hehe!"
Kun Dao chuckled lightly and was too lazy to speak. Instead, he introduced the great powers of the world of cultivation to the two disciples he brought in, and broadened their horizons.
"Fellow Taoist, please don't listen to nonsense. I, the Tianyan Dao monk, am not as miserable as Fairy Qinglan said."
Seemingly wanting to restore his image in front of Feng Bingwen, layman Luohe opened his mouth to explain.
He really didn't mean any harm, and it's not like he thought he had lived too long and was so full that he was looking for chess pieces in the main hall of the Dragon Palace.
The main reason was that when he just entered the main hall of the Dragon Palace and took his seat, he noticed something was wrong with Feng Bingwen next to him, and he couldn't escape the normal cover of his spiritual eyes.
He saw the extraordinary, but after he started to calculate, he came up with a result that made him unbelievable: mortal.
What you see in front of you is completely different from the deduced result, so there is only one possibility.
Someone wants to trick him!
This was the first thought that came to the mind of Old Dao Luohe. Thanks to his long-term experience of tricking people, he quickly guessed who was trying to trick him, the Dragon King of Mirror Sea.
But even if he guessed the reason, as a monk of Tianyan Dao, Brother Luohe was still itchy about the true identity of Feng Bingwen next to him. At this time, he thought that he could get some useful information by talking to him without having to deduce it.
To avoid touching some untouchable taboos.
However, he didn't want to pay any attention to him. At this time, he was exposed by a fellow Taoist from the Immortal Sect. Now, even the fellow Taoist who he couldn't figure out his background had no interest in him.
"Um."
Feng Bingwen dealt with it casually. At this time, he could see many guests leaving the table and looking for people he knew well to chat.
Although Feng Bingwen also wanted to make friends with one or two immortal saints, he thought about his current state and simply didn't bother to do it. There was no need. If he had the spare time, he might as well accumulate more good deeds with the help of the Book of Heaven.
When he attains enlightenment and becomes an immortal, he will surely be filled with gods, Buddhas, and immortals.