Huzi followed Liang Yunda through the path for only a moment, and his eyes suddenly opened up. A flat bottom, towering several spiritual towers, cornices, ridged beasts, bells, the wind blows, the fairy music flutters, pleasant to the ear. There is a large hall in front of it, which is exactly the same as the three clear views of the Iron Brake Mountain. The door of this hall is wide open, and you can see that the three Qing ancestors are also enshrined inside, and one side of the hall is the Jade Emperor, and the other side is the Queen Mother.

Between the Linglou Treasure Hall, many immortals and monks go in and out, and some walk; Some of them rode strange beasts under their crotch; Some have magic weapons under their feet; And then there's a little bit of it, flying through the air!

How have Huzi ever seen such a scene? Is this a dojo that an immortal family should have? Supporting such a large dojo by herself, Black Mother is worthy of being the protector of the Northeast, and worthy of being the Protector of the Northeast Immortal!

He was in a trance and felt that he had come to a fairyland! If it weren't for the thirty-three heavens, ninety-nine clouds away, how could there be such a scene in front of you? These immortals and monks who come and go look like the stars and gods in the sky!

"Don't panic," Liang Yunda saw that Huzi was stunned, and said with a smile on the side, "It's not that these immortals have the ability to soar in the day, but that this aura is abundant, and the immortals are free and happy. It is also this Mid-Autumn Festival that the immortals will get busy and get busy, and the black mother allows the immortals under the seat to act in this way, usually if there is no urgency, it is not allowed to ride beasts and ride the clouds and soar here. Senior brother, if you are envious, I will go back and borrow a small magic weapon from you, and let you taste the taste of soaring clouds and fog. ”

Huzi hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't bother", and he was even more surprised in his heart. According to Sanqingguan, this is the dojo of the black mother. The Immortal Family Dojo is naturally not a place where ordinary people can come and go at will, but Liang Yunda's words are a little casual. He knew what it was like in normal times, and he must have frequented this dojo a lot.

Huzi looked at this Taoist priest who was inconspicuous and also had yin and yang eyes, and his heart was a little higher.

Huzi thought that he was going to the main hall, at least he had incense on Sanqing first, but he didn't expect Liang Yunda to take him over the Sanqing Hall and come to the back.

Style! Huzi was shocked by the scene in front of him - behind the Sanqing Hall was a huge square, and there were many stone tables neatly placed on the square, Huzi actually felt that he couldn't count them, he couldn't count how many stone tables there were.

"There are a total of 10,000 tables on the flat ground of the square, entertaining 10,000 immortals and monks who came to participate in the immortal meeting." Liang Yunda explained to him on the side, stretched out his hand and pointed to the place where Huzi couldn't see clearly, "At the end of that side, there is a three-story platform, the top of the high platform is the position of the black mother, there are thirty-six tables on the second floor, entertaining thirty-six earth immortals and great monks, and the third floor has a total of seventy-two tables, where there are immortals or monks who have done some great things in the Kanto region in the past twelve years, as well as foreign distinguished guests, if you can't make up the number of seventy-two, it will be empty." ”

The Mid-Autumn Festival Ten Thousand Immortals Conference lives up to its name!

It's really a big show, such a big majesty! Standing at this end of the square, I can't even see the high platform over there, 10,000 immortals, what kind of grand scene should this be, Huzi can finally be seen.

At a glance, there are countless heads of people and beasts, neatly distributed in this square, there are many monks and few monks in the fairy family, there are men, women and children, and there are all kinds of costumes. From Hanfu to Manchu, from Mongolian clothes to Oroqen clothes, there are even those wrapped in animal skins and wearing rags.

Don't dare to despise them because they are sloppy, I am afraid that there is no simple character who can come to this Mid-Autumn Festival.

Although there were a lot of people, the whole square was silent. The immortals and monks sat behind the stone table one by one, some bowed their heads and meditated on something, some closed their eyes to recuperate, and none of them made a sound.

Huzi can also see that the seats in this square are also high and low. The closer you are to the high platform in the distance, the higher your cultivation level and the higher your seniority. And the farther away from that high platform, the lower the seniority and the worse the cultivation.

"I ...... Where should you sit? Raising his eyes, Huzi didn't see that there was an empty desk nearby, and he asked.

Liang Yunda smiled and stretched out his hand: "Junior Brother Peng, please come with me." "To speak is to lead the way.

The more he walked, the more Huzi felt that something was wrong. He followed Liang Yunda through the rows of stone tables, and he always attracted the attention of the immortals next to him. Some of them seemed to know Liang Yunda, so they would nod slightly with Liang Yunda, and Liang Yunda also smiled back. Then those immortals will set their eyes on Huzi. Such a scrutinizing look made Huzi feel like a girl who had been stripped naked and thrown on the street, uncomfortable, always looking for something to cover up.

By the time he reached the middle of the square, the cold sweat on Huzi's forehead had already fallen. "The gun shoots the first bird", "the rafters that come out of the house rot first", "the wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind", these truths, Mr. Peng's words and deeds, Huzi also keep in mind. Usually no matter how arrogant you are, this Mid-Autumn Festival fairy will be in the limelight, but it may not be a good thing! He is a latecomer who no one knows, why does he sit further in front than these great immortals who are not low?

But Liang Yunda's footsteps didn't stop, and Huzi had to keep up. The more I walked, the more frightened I became, and the more I walked, the more frightened I became. It wasn't until he passed through the entire square and came to the front of the high platform that Huzi's heart was relieved.

Huzi thought to himself: It is impossible for him, a monk who has never been invited, to sit on this high platform. Liang Yunda brought him here, I'm afraid that he wants to pay a visit to all the great powers, and ask for instructions on how to arrange himself, a character who broke into the venue.

On the third floor of the high platform, Fu Daoren was originally closing his eyes to recuperate, but he could hear a slight sound below, and he was taken aback when he raised his eyelids slightly! How did this kid get in? Although he was surprised, he looked at Liang Yunda in front of Huzi, and didn't speak, just tilted his head and closed his eyes again.

The corners of Huzi's mouth curled slightly, and he also restrained himself from laughing out loud on such an occasion. can make Fu Daoren feel uncomfortable, and he is very happy in his heart.

Huzi was proud in his heart, Liang Yunda patted him on the shoulder and said, "Junior Brother Peng, it's here." ”

"Huh?" Huzi was startled and didn't react. Liang Yunda still had the same faint smile, stretched out his hand and said, "I mean, it's here." This is Junior Brother Peng, your seat. ”

Huzi had a bad premonition in his heart: "Senior Brother Liang, don't be joking. What a grand event the Mid-Autumn Festival is, how can I, an unknown junior, receive this honor. If Senior Brother Liang wants to make fun of me and change it to another way, this is ...... I can't afford it. ”

Liang Yunda said: "I naturally know what a grand event the Mid-Autumn Festival Immortal Meeting is, since I have the Mid-Autumn Festival Immortal Fair, I have been acting as the abbot of Hei Mother, how can I joke about this kind of thing." When I say you sit here, you should sit here. ”

Liang Yun's words were somewhat irrefutable, leading Huzi to behind a square table, pressing his shoulders and pressing him onto the futon. He paced to the top of the high platform, and stood with his hands hanging down on the right side of the only empty table on the high platform, and stopped moving.

Huzi's mind was buzzing, and he felt that he was still in a dream. He pinched his ankle lightly - it hurt! It's not a dream.

A look floated towards Huzi, and Huzi went up, and in an instant, the cold hairs all over his body exploded - Grandma Seventeen!

Grandma Seventeen was sitting on the second floor, which was very close to Mother Black, and was actually ranked fourth! Grandma Seventeen stretched out her finger and hooked it gently, pointed to her lips, and made a lip shape at Huzi: "I'll let you in." ”

Huzi can't read lips, but how can he not see such an exaggerated mouth shape of Grandma Seventeen? He can't forget that he still owes Grandma Seventeen something, and now Grandma Seventeen has pushed him to the forefront, what does it mean? Huzi racked his brains and didn't come up with a reason, so he bowed his hand to Grandma Seventeen, and even if he saluted, he didn't set his eyes on her. Instead, he went to observe the three people sitting in front of Grandma Seventeen.

Sitting closest to the black mother is Liao Wuyuan, the master of the Sanqing Temple of Tiesha Mountain. At the back two tables, there are two immortals, both with foxes' heads, one in men's clothes and the other in women's clothes. On such an occasion, to be able to sit in such a position, Huzi instantly thought of who these two were-Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Hu!

If the black mother is the great protector of the Kanto and has been ranked in the immortal class, then this Hu San Tai Ye Hu San Tai Grandma is the most famous immortal family in Kanto from the immortal class! These two are the most incense offerings among the Baojia immortals. Of the ten households in Kanto that worship Baojia Xian, nine of them are dedicated to the tablets of Hu Sanye and Hu Santai's grandmother.

These two people are profound, kind-hearted, and compassionate, and often help people solve disasters and turn dangers into disasters. It is the most famous, and it is said that it is also the deepest in the path of the immortal class.

Thinking of this, Huzi felt a little incredible. The fox spirit with seven tails, Huzi was already looking at it more than a head, but now looking at the position where Grandma Seventeen could sit, he understood that he still looked down on this great immortal. No wonder that Zhang Daxian said that this seventeen grandmothers can speak in front of the black mother, and it is strange that she can sit there and can't speak!

Hu Qiqi suddenly stood up, walked between Hu San Taiye and Hu San's grandmother, and whispered a few words to the two, the two immortals actually turned their heads, looked at Huzi, and met Huzi's gaze!

What does a fox smile look like? Huzi can be regarded as seeing this time, and the two most famous Baojia immortals in Kanto actually nodded and smiled at him together! Huzi was frightened, and hurriedly stood up, and saluted with the meridian seal in his hand.

The third Mrs. Hu, who was sitting on the stage, suddenly opened his mouth and said to Hu Qiqi: "Sister, what you said is good, this is indeed a good boy." ”

Younger sister? Huzi heard this clearly, but he was already numb. This started from entering the Wanxian Cave, and his mood fluctuated, and he was shocked one after another. Now his heart has calmed down, and this sister has not made any waves.

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