The surrounding light became brighter, and white smoke clouds flowed in the air, soaked by the strong moonlight, like condensed milk.
Xu Dao and other Taoist disciples were sitting in the clouds, looking at the bright moon that had been "captured" down to serve as a screen with sluggish eyes, and their hearts were shaken.
"Ratching for the stars and grabbing the moon! Are you a fairy?" The thought came to many people's minds.
Some of them gradually felt something was wrong, thinking that the three Taoists could not have such great power and means, but they stared at the ten-foot-large moon that was so close at hand, and could not see any flaws.
Only Xu Dao, when he saw the fat Taoist "catching the stars and grabbing the moon" for the first time, the first thing that came to his mind was: "Illusion?"
He looked at the scene surrounded by immortal energy and kept a low profile. He neither made any extraordinary moves nor showed himself to be proud and aloof. Instead, he secretly used magic to keep his spiritual platform clean.
Five ways of clearing the mind and calming the energy were cast, and Xu Dao soon entered a state of purity where he could not think of anything. When he looked at everything in front of him, his eyes suddenly became extremely clear, and he saw many things that others could not see.
Xu Dao's eyes widened and he stared motionlessly at the three Taoist priests on the field, looking like the dull Taoist disciples around him.
"Good, good! What a view!" a Taoist priest shouted, praising the scene of the moon falling on the field in front of him.
The five Taoist priests in all directions also shook their heads and exclaimed: "Duchu has great magic power!"
"Hahaha!" Hearing the compliments from the people around him, the fat Taoist smiled on his face. He touched his belly and smiled without saying a word.
At this time, the Taoist, who was neither fat nor thin, but with a strong body, said in a low voice: "How can you live without drinking for a month?"
After saying this, he stretched out his hand, opened his mouth and spat out two horn cups. He took one himself, then picked up the other one with his other hand and threw it towards the Taoist beside him.
Buzz! The horned cup trembled in mid-air, suddenly split into two, then divided into four, and three were resurrected. It fell in front of the seven Taoist priests. No one had a cup.
Xu Dao also noticed that the cups in front of the four Taoist priests Gongyang, Linghu and others were half a foot in size, which happened to fit in with their small bodies.
"Moo!" Before everyone could react, Liu Duguan's tongue exploded and he shouted: "Here comes the wine!"
Threads! Threads of golden threads fell from the sky and landed in the wine glasses in front of the eight Taoist priests. In the blink of an eye, the liquid accumulated into slurry and turned into amber color, releasing the mellow aroma of fine wine.
The aroma of the wine was so captivating that other Taoist priests shouted on the spot: "Emperor Liu Ning! Good!"
All the Taoist priests bowed their hands to Liu Duguan and uttered words of thanks.
When the sixty or so Taoist disciples next to them heard their conversation, they all exclaimed in low voices: "Emperor Liujian!"
When Xu Dao heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyes slightly.
There is a miscellaneous book that once recorded the emperor's fluid: "On the night of Gengshen, in the moonlight, there is the emperor's fluid, which is shaped like countless olives. Thousands of golden threads, running through them. If they hang down to the world, the plants and trees will receive their essence, and they can become monsters."
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This is the essence of the moonlight. It is rare in the world. It cannot be compared with ordinary moonlight. It can be made of any grass, any tree, any bird or any beast. If you get it, you can refine the demonic energy and evolve into a demon.
If Xu Dao can obtain a cup of Emperor's Liquid when he is in the Fetal Breathing Realm and refine it into the Yinshen, he can directly use the medicinal effect to enter the Qi Refining Realm without having to bother practicing spells and condensing talismans.
The eight horn cups were filled up, and the Taoist priests shouted in unison: "Drink to win!"
Immediately, the moonlight was bright and clean, the smoke clouds were pure white, and the breeze was floating. All the Taoist priests pushed their cups and raised their lamps, laughing endlessly.
At some point, a low round table appeared in front of the three Taoist priests. There were also plates and chopsticks on the table, but there were no dishes, fruits and vegetables.
Among them, another Taoist priest said: "Good times, beautiful scenery, good wine, and beautiful people, but now the only thing missing is beauty."
He was a skinny Taoist priest among the three Taoist priests in the three capitals, and he started to speak.
He lifted up his sleeves, stretched out his fingers, pointed at the bright moon in front of him, and said, "Why not call Chang'e?"
When the other two Taoist priests heard this, they all nodded and said in agreement: "I feel lonely after drinking, and I am in need of singing and dancing. Please call me as soon as possible!"
"Yes!" The Taoist priest heard what the two Taoist priests said and nodded in agreement. He then picked up a pair of chopsticks on the dining table and threw them into the big white moon.
Whoosh! Two chopsticks flew out, and under the gaze of the Taoist disciples, they accidentally turned into two arrows with strange and profound runes carved on them.
When the arrow shot into the middle of the moon, I heard the Taoist priest utter one word: "Imperial decree! Chang'e comes quickly and dances with us!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two graceful women in fairy clothes floated over from the moon and landed on the round table in front of the three Taoist priests.
"Chang'e in the Moon Palace!" Another Taoist disciple whispered.
Xu Dao and others looked over and could vaguely see the faint sadness on the faces of the two women. They seemed to be complaining about being detained by Taoist priests to dance, and they also seemed to be complaining about the quiet life in the Moon Palace.
Two Chang'es danced and sang, with bare feet and fair skin, slender figures, and long eyebrows, they danced gracefully in "Neon Clothes Dance" and sang: "The immortals are so beautiful, but they are still here, and you are secluded in the coldness of the world!"
Its sound is clear and clear, as strong as the sound of a flute, exciting and saddening.
Hearing this in the ears of the Taoist disciples around him made everyone dazzled and their faces turned red.
Singing and dancing, the eight Taoist priests drank and had fun, as if they were men among gods.
At this time, few Taoist disciples suspected that the scene in front of them was an illusion. They were all immersed in the divine dance and fairy sounds, and their eyes were full of yearning. They all looked forward to being able to sit among them, drink the emperor's liquid, and call Chang'e to dance.
Xu Dao was the only one whose eyes were still clear, but he also lowered his head to hide his gaze, acting like he was lost in thought. He was also fascinated by the fairy scene in front of him.
The Taoist priests were drinking and having fun, when suddenly one of them said: "The boys in the hall are greedy, why don't you give me moon wine and let go of Chang'e?"
"Yes!" Du Taoist heard this and swung down the cup in his hand.
The horn cup fell into the clouds, bounced up, and accidentally turned into sixty-seven cups, floating slowly in front of the Taoist disciples, one for each person.
At the same time, there were also golden threads hanging down from the sky, like fish hooks and lines, slowly dropping amber liquid.
"Thank you Sandu!"
"Thank you, Taoist priest!"
There was a cry, and immediately some Taoist disciples held the cup in front of them, cupped their hands, or kowtowed in thanks.
There was also another Chang'e who jumped down from the round table of the Taoist priests, danced in the air, swayed among the sixty-seven Taoist disciples, acted briskly, and held the cup, asking the Taoist disciples to drink quickly.
Wine in the middle.
Gulu gulu, there was a sound of laryngeal beating at the scene, and many Taoist disciples drank the wine in the glass. Their eyes glowed yellow, and the spiritual energy in their bodies was steaming, and they looked like they were greatly improved.
What surprised the Taoist disciples even more was that the wine in the horn cup kept gurgling. With every sip, the moonlight on top continued to fall down, turning into wine to fill the gap.
The Taoist disciples drank heavily and poured what seemed to be the emperor's fluid into their mouths.
Xu Dao was holding the cup at this time, but he did not pour it directly into his mouth. He lowered his head, eyes flashing, chewing his brains, how to get rid of the wine in the cup in front of him.
Chang'e, who was dancing, rushed towards Xu Dao. She spoke and smiled, her eyes met Xu Dao's, and she grew smooth and white arms, as if she wanted to serve Xu Dao and drink.
When Xu Dao saw Chang'e, he was so anxious that he actually stretched out his body and boldly tried to pull Chang'e.
Bang! Chang'e retracted her arms in time, turned around, and landed on the other side of Xu Dao. Xu Dao fell down, and his clothes were scattered.
Such a scene did not attract the attention of the Taoist priests, because after the banquet began, the Taoist disciples around them also began to relax.
Some sang while banging the cup in an attempt to attract the attention of the Taoist priests, some closed their eyes to practice Qi and quickly digested the wine, and some chattered in a low voice and kept chatting in their mouths.
Xu Dao's bold behavior only attracted the attention of the Taoist disciples around him. They looked at Xu Dao with smiles and said, "Chang'e is empty, Taoist friend is fiery, what a perfect match!"
Chang'e refers to the fairies and dancing girls in the moon palace. It is also the name of a deity. There are legends about her stealing elixirs, abandoning her husband and flying to the moon.
Legend has it that after Chang'e flew to the moon, she stayed alone in the moon palace. It was quiet and no one was there. She regretted that she should not have done so, so she was also called the Guanghan Fairy.
Xu Dao stumbled, his robes were slightly messy and wrinkled, and the hairpin on top of his hair somehow fell off, almost falling from the clouds to the ground.
Fortunately, he reached out in time and grabbed the hairpin.
What made the Taoist disciples around him chuckle even more was that even though Xu Dao fell down and his hair was scattered, he still held the wine glass in his left hand securely and did not spill a drop of wine.
Xu Dao wore his hair down. He was hunched over, holding a hairpin in one hand, and holding a wine glass in both hands. He raised his head and covered his sleeves with a drink, and then drank all the wine in the glass, as if he was afraid that if he was too late to drink the wine, the contents of the glass would escape again.
Chang'e, who was wandering beside him, saw this, turned around, and floated in the field again, looking for the next person who had not yet drank, so as to persuade him to drink.
No one knows whether the Taoism Conference will be held. Maybe the immortal banquet in front of us is the Taoism Conference.
There was wine, moonlight, and dancing. There were Taoist priests on top, raising glasses and cups, chatting about the past and present, and Taoist disciples on the bottom, swaying wildly and wildly.
Xu Dao sat alone, with his head down, covering his sleeves and gulping down the wine in his glass.
If anyone at the scene had clear vision, they would have seen that Xu Dao would pour the wine on the hairpin in his hand every time he drank.
This is actually because Xu Dao did not drink half of the contents of the cup, but poured the wine into the cricket flags, allowing them to divide and eat them.
Fortunately, there were many and mixed people at the scene. Although the Taoist priests often peeked into the scene, their attention was not just focused on Xu Dao alone.
Suddenly another Taoist priest laughed and said, "Hey! The boys are so drunk and so noisy. How about we go to the Moon Palace and drink?"
"Yes!" The other Taoist priests also nodded.
As soon as the three people finished speaking, the smoke clouds they sat on rolled up, carrying them and the round table slowly into the sky, heading straight towards the bright moon that was ten feet wide.
The Taoist disciples looked at the three people and found that they were sitting cross-legged in the moon, with their hair and clothes clearly visible, just like the human figure reflected in the mirror.
Such a scene once again showed that the three people had extraordinary skills, which attracted many Taoist disciples to yearn for it. There were constant shouts at the scene, and some people sang loudly to the moon, chanting idioms and expressing their deep admiration for the Sandu Taoist priests.
"Lend me a glass of wine, and I'm willing to be your ox. Take me out of Hangu, and we can become immortals together!"
"Taoist priests are truly divine!"
Xu Dao fell into it, and he looked up again and again, his eyes filled with confusion and yearning.
All sixty-seven Taoist disciples, without exception, were in a state of revelry.
But beside them, the eyes of the five Taoist priests who were the masters of the academy were full of indifference and ridicule.
Perhaps it was because he felt that the Taoist disciples had all lost their minds and were lost in the wine, but suddenly the head Taoist priest of another courtyard spoke up and muttered:
"This Lao Shi Zi Emperor's oozing juice is getting more and more delicious. The past few times have been quite strong, but this year's one can fade away like a bird."
After saying these words, Mr. Corpse's voice sounded next to him: "Usually the medicine is too strong, and the disciples drink it as soon as they drink it, but it loses its confusing effect. This year's medicine is just right."
Listening to the chatter of the Taoist priests, Xu Dao's hand holding the wine glass couldn't help but tremble. But the expression on his face was relaxed, and he looked like he was intoxicated with his trembling movements.
In the secret, Xu Dao pinched the earthworm flag in his hand and the jade hook in his sleeve more tightly, while the five pure heart talismans in his soul were also buzzing.