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Pavilion Master Yan Hanwen finally descended from the sky in an open-top white gauze light curtain wooden chariot, and on the large field in the center of the Changhuan Pavilion, he majestically made his final admonitions to a group of immortal envoys and immortal slaves who knelt down and worshipped.

Before leaving, Yan Hanwen didn't want to ask the immortal Liangli beside him: "Have all the additional immortal soldiers been arranged?" ”

"Please rest assured, the Pavilion Master has added ten building guards outside Tibet, so you can set off with confidence." Xian Liangli bowed back.

"That's good, although the Chang Huan Pavilion has not been disturbed in any way for tens of thousands of years, but just in case, this time you must not take it lightly!"

"Yes, I will send my subordinates to convey these words to those building guards, so that they will be in good spirits before the pavilion master returns!" After Xian Liangli said that, he whispered a few words to one of his subordinates who followed him more closely.

The subordinate hurried towards the major treasures with the instructions of the lord of the pavilion.

After a long time, Yan Hanwen lightly opened his thin lips again: "Liangli, what about the birthday gift?" ”

Xian Liangli spread his hands, and a dark yellow atmospheric silk brocade box three feet long and one and a half feet high immediately appeared: "It's already ready!" ”

Yan Hanwen's eyes flicked the brocade box slightly, and Liangli understood that he wanted to look at it, so he opened the lid of the box, and a glass carved vase with a transparent and turquoise body like a river wave, glowing with a deep and restrained sparkling light, came dazzlingly.

Yan Hanwen nodded lightly in satisfaction.

Soon, Liangli closed the lid of the box and turned the brocade box to the fairy slave behind him to hold, only then did he raise his eyes and shout loudly to the team: "Departure——! ”

So the birthday team sent by the Chang Huan Pavilion rose into the air, stepped on the white clouds and mist, and marched towards the Wuling Platform in the east corner of the eighth heaven.

An hour later, they arrived just right, and there were not too many people in Wulingtai.

Wulingtai is huge and wide, with a radius of hundreds of miles, and from a distance it looks like a saucer hanging in the air, and the immortals stand on it as if they are a swarm of ants.

At the time of reporting at the entrance, the list of visitors was registered, and after handing over the congratulatory gifts, the lord of the Chang Huan Pavilion separated from the team and walked elegantly towards the banquet area on the right side of the big stage alone. Liangli led the team around to the logistics area behind the west side of Wulingtai, entrusted a hundred immortal slaves to the steward here to be in charge of the immortals, and after a few words of greeting, he took the remaining thirteen fairies who were ready to dance towards the color art room next to him.

"Come on, come on, Lingguan Immortal, you are the main dancer, when you take them into the color art room to report later, you must speak well to the little gods and fairies inside, and you must not lose the face of the Chang Huan Pavilion." Liangli solemnly admonished.

Ling Mubing dragged the long colorful phoenix tail, walked to Liangli and patted his chest to pack the ticket: "Deputy Pavilion Master, you just put one hundred and twenty hearts, leave it to me here, there will be no problem!" ”

"That's good, just don't disappoint the pavilion master!" Liangli smiled with satisfaction on his serious face, and set his eyes on the other twelve dancing immortals: "Okay, I still have my business, so I won't accompany you here more, you will obediently listen to the words of the spirit management immortals here, remember to maintain good manners, and don't let the dancing immortals of the other gods in the Immortal Pavilion see jokes!" ”

"Yes!" The twelve dancing immortals bent down in unison and bowed their heads in promise.

Liangli was relieved at this time, turned around and strode away.

After Ling Mu Bing's eyes were sent, he led them towards the registration desk next to them.

Not far away, stood a pair of neon fairies holding a pipa in their arms, one in blue and one in pink, looking at the registration desk and whispering.

"Qingqing, look at the woman with a peony on her head, she is Ling Mubing!" The pink fairy showed a small jade finger in her sleeve and quietly pointed at Ling Mubing.

"It turns out that she is the little fairy who is favored by the lord of the Changhuan Pavilion, and her back looks stunning!" Qingbi Fairy said enviously.

"What a stunning, compared to our weaving mill spinning fairy Niangniang, it's far behind!" The Pink Fairy was displeased.

"Little Peach, how can you compare our Spinning Fairy Niangniang with a little steward fairy in Chang Huan Pavilion? A fairy like her should be compared to us! ”

"How do you elbow out? Don't you know that our Spinning Fairy Niangniang is in love with the Pavilion Master? ”

"Yes, but why should you be nervous? Our spinning fairy Niangniang is elegant and generous, and her appearance is even more famous in the heavenly realm, how can it be compared to a little fairy like Ling Mubing? The pavilion master of the Changhuan Pavilion is not a fool, if you want to choose him, of course you will choose to spin the fairy Niangniang! "Qingbi Fairy has full confidence in her own pavilion master!

The two of them chattered on the side and commented on Ling Mubing, and were accidentally heard by a supporting dancer in Chang Huan Pavilion.

The dancing is not idle, and he told Ling Mubing all the words he had just listened to.

Ling Mubing's heart immediately became angry, and he carried Caiqun towards the two fairies who were weaving clothes and spinning and holding pipa.

Ling Suxue, who was standing on the periphery of the dance team, immediately took Ling Mubing's hand and shook her head to signal not to make trouble.

Ling Mubing couldn't swallow the anger in his heart, shook off Ling Suxue's hand, and rushed to the pink fairy who called the little peach blossom, and said with a smile: "Our pavilion master doesn't like the spinning fairy Niangniang!" He wants to choose a goddess who is also obsessed with the grace and generosity of the moon god! ”

"That's it, what is a mere weaving fairy! Don't think that the weaving workshop is the closest to the Changhuan Pavilion, so you can get the moon first near the water! "The nosy dancer helped the village Ling Mubing and carried it with the other party.

Although the other party only has two weaving fairies, they are not to be outdone.

Xiao Taohong stepped forward and stood close to Ling Mubing, raising her eyebrows and being awe-inspiring: "What's wrong with the Spinning Fairy Niangniang?" It's better than you little fairy slaves who want to eat the grass next to the nest! When you look at your pavilion master every day, you think he is yours? ”

"What a tricky mouth! It turns out that this is how the weaving fairy taught you how to treat others? Ling Mubing fought back.

provoked a lot of lively eyes around.

Ling Suxue was ashamed, gently pushed away the crowd, squeezed to Ling Mubing's side and took her hand and persuaded: "Sister, everyone is watching, let's not compete with them." Who the pavilion master likes is the pavilion master's own business, and we can't control it! ”

"No, you go away first! If I don't make it clear to these two weavers, they really think that our pavilion master is such a casual god! Ling Mubing was angry, and his hand strength was excessive, pushing Ling Suxue away.

Lingsuxue's feet were unstable and fell on a dancing fairy behind her.

The fairy immediately showed a disgusted gaze: "You are the sister of the spirit master, right?" Why don't you help her speak? ”

"I ......" Ling Suxue sweated, smiled bitterly, and didn't want to explain.

"Humph!" The fairy was energetic, and was dissatisfied with Ling Suxue: "I think you are cowardly and cowardly, no wonder you have been cleaning in the Demon Book Pavilion for five hundred years, and rarely show up!" ”

“……”

Ling Suxue's face sank, and her indifferent expression was immediately as cold as ice, oozing with a piercing cold.

The fairy was so frightened by the frozen man's momentum that he couldn't speak.

Only then did Ling Suxue turn around and walk towards the back of the dance team. Since others do not agree with the admonition, then there is no need for her to speak out against her, it is better to stand silently in the back and close her eyes and listen, to be pure.

However, Ling Mubing's side became more and more noisy, and even attracted the fairies of other gods to join the debate on the ownership of the pavilion master of the Huan Pavilion.

The nearest Golden Armor Immortal Guard sighed: "My God, this group of fairies are arguing for the Pavilion Master of Chang Huan Pavilion again!" I don't know what's going on in their heads! The Heavenly Realm has already promulgated laws prohibiting the private affairs of men and women, and they still want to get into it! ”

"Haha! You speak as if you have no selfish desires! They quarrel over the Pavilion Master, just as we are fascinated by the Moon God! Next to him, a pearl-crowned male fairy in a purple coat and white clothes who likes to watch the excitement walks leisurely with a fan to tease.

"Go, go! I wasn't fascinated by the moon god, at most I dreamed about it a few times! The Golden Armor Immortal Wei shook his head helplessly, watching the group of fairies in front of him arguing into a messy porridge.

"Won't you go over and keep order?" The male fairy shook the fan while feeling wonderful.

"I'm not going, a bunch of daughters, they're quite unreasonable, and I'm guilty of touching me!" The head of the Golden Armor Immortal Guard shook faster than a rattle.

"You immortal guards who maintain order don't stop you, do you want to wait for them to calm down?"

"Or else? At this moment, they are like a hornet swarm ready to fight, whoever goes in will be stung! "The Golden Armor Immortal Guard has guarded the order for thousands of years, what else can't you see?

"Haha! Good metaphor! They are really like hornets, and they all have a look that wants to sting people! The male fairy laughed, but saw a strange fairy standing at the end of the female fairy group.

Her eyes were closed, her face was indifferent, and her body exuded a light and cold aura, completely different from other impulsive fairies.

The male fairy's Qiutan-like eyes stared at her, and he sighed in his heart, if the fairies in the heavenly realm were so calm as women, it would really not be colorful at all!

Hahaha, it's still a little noisy occasionally, and it doesn't seem so lonely and lonely.

Not long after, the deputy steward of Wulingtai, Xian, hurriedly came, stood tall, and scolded loudly: "Shut up for me!" For the sake of the Emperor's birthday today, I will not investigate his responsibility in detail, if I mess up the banquet program, see if I don't wait for the banquet to be taken to the heavenly prison after the banquet! ”

As soon as everyone heard that they were going to be imprisoned, they immediately shut up, and Yaqi was silent, hanging his head and even breathing very lightly and thinly.

"Did you hear that?" The deputy steward snorted sharply.

All the fairies knelt down and confessed their mistakes: "I heard it!" ”

"Then disperse! Each rehearses their own team's dance, and the banquet starts with less than a stick of incense! The deputy steward shrugged his face and walked away.

The fairies huddled in a heap sneered at each other and looked at each other with contempt, and then dispersed.

Ling Mubing led his team and walked to the corner, as far as the two fairies in the weaving workshop could go. Then she counted the number of people and found that there was one person missing.

"Where's Suxue?"

"Where is Su Xue!"

Ling Mubing looked over and sighed mournfully: "Why is she standing there with her eyes closed like a fool?" Go get her! ”

"Yes!"

Ling Mubing looked at the Ling Xue who was pulled, revealing a helpless look of hating iron but not steel, and secretly complained, sister, sister, if it weren't for the sake of us cultivating together in the snowy region for two thousand years, I wouldn't have bothered to care about you!