Wine is like a sea, food is like a mountain.

After seven deliberations, there will be a three-day fairy feast.

As one of the seven holy places, the South China Sea is fully prepared for this. In the year 3000, a grand banquet was held, with charming and beautiful women coming and going, and wrestlers and male slaves coming and going. The silk and bamboo are beautiful, the fairy music is fluttering, and the life is singing and dancing. Lanterns fly over the South China Sea, and the light can travel up to 3,000 miles. There are countless immortal feasts in the world, but if we talk about the momentum, high status and high achievements of the banquet guests, we can do without such people.

From a distance, we can see three islands and several halls connected by the Golden Bridge.

The miraculous power of the surroundings, the emergence of countless exotic flowers and plants, and the fragrance is tangy. In the halls of the three islands and on the hills, people have laughter. Some people sang, danced and drank in the halls, while others played chess and argued in the forest. A group of people sat around, discussed, and demonstrated magical power arraysSome people kneaded the dirt on the beach to form soldiers, discussing the formation of an army. Those who had been good friends cherished this rare gathering, holding hands and sighing. They only want to fight side by side in the event of a great calamity. Those who once had enemies also took care of each other, and drank silently without saying a word. After a robbery, perhaps revenge will never be rewarded.

After all, they knew in their hearts that this might be the last.

Even if this dragon path cause can be successful, it will only take another 20 years for humans. For those who practice, especially those who have achieved such achievements, 20 years is just a moment!

In this immortal feast, the younger generation who were destined to participate in this banquet naturally got busy one after another. They use every opportunity to run from place to place, and the big names in this field are hardworking and rare. Now they are everywhere. As long as they went over to say hello, it was a one-sided affair. This will be of great benefit to them in their future practice. Even some difficult problems in practice that are not normally possible to consult. Now, when they are in a good mood to meet those big shots, they also give some advice.

Yue Teng was also at the meeting, holding a pot of wine in his hand, paying tribute to several people who should be commended.

The first glass of wine he toasted was Mrs. White of Langya Pavilion.

This glass of wine is naturally respectful of her appreciation!

Whether it was ten years ago, she gave herself the opportunity to study in Langya Pavilion, or that magical method, or now that she was at the head of Jinqiao, she was the first person to condemn Bai Lei to invite herself to the immortal banquet, which was a great favor and deserved Yue Teng's respect.

I haven't seen her in over a decade. Mrs. White's voice and appearance were still the same. She looked haggard. She slowly hugged Chen Yujiao, looked very smart, and snuggled up to her. Mrs. Bai, warm and sad, looked Yue Teng up and down, smiling. "I thought you weren't the Supreme Yuanying at the time. I didn't expect to look down on you. Now you've been thoroughly checked. We can't speculate on your future achievements. If you are carefree and have difficulties in the future, I still hope that you can read this master-apprentice cause and effect and give him more help!"

Yue Teng heard her respect from Mrs. Bai's tone, and nodded solemnly: "Of course!"

Mrs. Bai looked at Yue Teng, and then at Luo, who was watching her from a distance. She couldn't help but laugh: "This girl from Forgetful Island is a good boy. If you come back safely, I can be your matchmaker!"

Yue Teng was overjoyed when he heard this, and a major event finally fell on Lin.

The white lady of Langya Pavilion, as a matchmaker, will always be worthy of the status of a desert island in the South China Sea?

After the second glass of wine, Yue Teng went to worship Mr. Xianmei Taixu.

He has always had a good feeling about the Fairy Tale Alliance, and even almost became a member of the Fairy Tale Alliance at one point. If you think about it, the source of this beautiful feeling comes from Mr. Taixu, whom he has never met. When he wanted to come, he had no friendship with himself. Just because he thinks he has some qualifications, he's willing to give himself more chances. He is a man to be respected.

Mr. Taixu drank a glass of wine, did an inspection, or the new guard Zhao Zhizhen was now present by him, and then looked at Yue Teng's face. Mr. Taixu just sighed in a low voice: "You have seen the chaos this time, I don't know if you will be disappointed, but I have nothing to teach you." I just want to tell you that the original intention of the birth of Xianmeng was for the Lin Yu catastrophe. Therefore, only Xianmeng is resistant to the great calamity. As long as it is to resist the catastrophe, it is in line with the concept of Xianmeng!"

Yue Teng knew what Mr. Taixu was hinting at himself.

For a long time, he also felt that there seemed to be some hidden forces surging within the Maxian Alliance, which made the Maxian Alliance different from his own imagination, and even a little estranged, which also made him not have too many thoughts of getting closer to the Maxian Alliance now, and even joined the idea of joining the Maxian Alliance.

That's what it means to be able to work for the Immortal Alliance, but be unwilling to enter the Immortal Alliance and listen to tunes instead of propaganda.

But now Mr. Taixu's words made his heart more transparent, and he nodded earnestly.

Mr. Taixu was also very happy. He kissed his sleeve and smiled: "Hehe, let's do it, this thing must be done seriously." If it succeeds, I will guarantee my life. You can get your last chance to become a monk before the great tribulation really comes!"

This is equivalent to taking a vow in life, Yue Teng was also a little moved, and solemnly thanked Mr. Taixu.

An opportunity to change God...

Even if there is no commitment in the world, it is heavier than that!

Is Xianmeng also to make up for the loss of not entering Kunlun through this method?

After the third glass of wine, Yue Teng went to see the sword head of the snow field.

He had had a lot of interactions with the Academy's Sword Washing Pool, but he never really communicated. Both sides have been in a very awkward position. To some extent, they can even have received retribution. But before entering the golden bridge, Xueyuan's sword head was still a sword light, and he said a word for himself. With this sentence, he should come over and toast.

At this time, Xuegai sword head, blue robe, purple crown, Tibetan qi activity, was playing chess and drinking with an old man wearing a Taoist robe on the first floor in the bamboo forest. Outside the forest, there is a white-robed sword fairy with a sword on his body, and a young geisha guards it. Outsiders were not allowed to break into the bamboo forest casually, but when they saw Yue Teng, they didn't have anything, so they let him in.

"At first, I wanted to see you on the snowy plains. You refused to come, but now you're here to toast?"

Seeing Yue Teng enter the bamboo forest, Xue Yuan's sword head did not raise his head. He just smiled faintly as he played chess.

Yue Teng: "The timing was not right. When I saw my ex, I didn't know what to do. ”

The head of the snow sword smiled: "What now?"

Yue Teng: "I shouldn't do anything now!"

"Interesting!"

The head of the Snow Plains Sword raised his head and looked at Yue Teng, and said, "Now I really don't need anything. When I was at the academy, I wanted to meet you and ask if you would like to go to my sword pool to practice. But right now, you can't enter my sword pool. Your way to the sword pond is right or wrong. I'm not going to give you any opinion, but I don't want to hide it from you. The Battle of Sword Pond is the Battle of the Road. Most people are not allowed to do so. Therefore, I have a word to come up front. In a hundred years, I will cut you a sword

His face was slightly cold, and he looked at Yue Teng seriously. "I hope you're ready to take this sword!"

"...... in 100 Years"

Yue Teng was slightly lost, thinking about the meaning of this word.

A hundred years later, this catastrophe must have passed. Will this kendo battle continue?

He nodded, drank the wine, and said sincerely: "I have written it down!"

Then, Yue Tengzhong poured another glass of wine and looked at the old man on the first floor.

He had never seen the old man, he seemed to have gray hair and beard, and he didn't look old. But he remembered that while he was waiting for Jinqiao, Yi Lu also had someone to pick him up. Now, the person who met him was watching from outside the bamboo forest, which meant that when he came to speak for himself, this should be what Master Yi Lou meant.

The old man looked old, but his words were still clear and powerful. He just looked at Yue Teng with a smile: "Fang You, I have been on the first floor all my life, and I have only found the most reliable law. Do you know what this is?"

Yue Tenggong respectfully: "Can I ask for advice?"

The old man smiled, "Today is definitely better than the ancients." Can you imagine that in ancient times, those who were said to be strong enough to become Conan the Destroyer were actually just monks who practiced qi? This path was taken by people, so people today have to go further than the ancients. Kendo is also a road, so there is no road that cannot be crossed. If you think it's impassable, it's only because you don't have the ability to get there. ”

Yue Teng was stunned for a long time before he bent down and saluted the old man: "I have been taught!"

When the school park construction saw two people talking, he was very unhappy. He snorted coldly and said, "Are you finished?"

He urged the old man: "The general situation of this seat has been decided. Victory is now at its peak. It's your turn to lose. ”

Yue Teng straightened up and smiled, "There is one more word!"

The head of the snow field sword was slightly stunned, and turned his head to look at Yue Teng. "What is this?"

Yue Teng: "Your ex made a mistake just now!"

He took a step towards the old gentleman on the first floor, then saluted the two and left the bamboo forest.

Xue Yuan's sword head looked at the chessboard, and the chessboard had changed a lot because of a single action. After a long time, he roared, "This step doesn't count!"

......

......

Yue Teng came out of the bamboo forest and went to see the Jade Emperor, Jiuzhong.

However, the Jade Emperor did not see him above. I saw Grandpa Cui smiling outside the palace. He said to Yue Teng: "The Jade Emperor is in a bloody battle, and he has no time to see you." However, he has something for me to tell you......"

Yue Teng was a little shocked and asked, "What is this?"

Father Cui smiled: "Being my ninth son-in-law has a lot of benefits!"

When Yue Teng heard this, he was directly stunned.

But at this moment, another sentence sounded: "Give his grandmother an extra leg!"

After saying this, I saw several Taoist priests not far away walking up to a trembling old lady. The old lady reprimanded her father-in-law, Cui, and turned to Yue Teng again: "You naughty boy, everyone has always respected me." Why don't you respect me?"