When Li Bufan heard this, he nodded slightly and said to the old man who was fishing, "Oh, so that's the case! Who presided over the fruit tasting conference on Penglai Immortal Island?"

"Such an important event, of course, is presided over by the owner of Penglai Immortal Island. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The old fisherman heard this, and replied to Li Bufan without thinking.

"Then who is the owner of Penglai Immortal Island now?" Li Bufan frowned slightly when he heard this, looked at the old man who was fishing and asked.

"The owner of Penglai Immortal Island, named Xuanyuan Zhi, is a person with high cultivation and a good reputation, haven't you heard of it?"

Hearing this, Li Bufan pondered for a moment, frowned, and asked the old man who was fishing, "However, we only have one invitation now, can two people go to the meeting at the same time?"

When the old fisherman heard this, he nodded slightly, and replied to Li Bufan with a smile, "Yes, the fruit tasting conference of Penglai Immortal Island is allowed to bring a family member, is this girl your junior sister?

"There is another question for the old man, where is the Immortal Temple you said?" Li Bufan heard this, bowed to the old man who was fishing, and asked with a slight smile.

When the old fisherman heard this, with a smile on his face, Li Bufan, who was unhurried, replied, "The Immortal Temple is on Penglai Immortal Island, on the highest peak, it is obvious, you look for it, you will always find it." ”......

"Thank you for the old man's guidance and invitation!" Li Bufan heard this, and saluted the old man who was fishing respectfully and thanked him. ......

Li Bufan and Murong Wan'er, bidding farewell to the old man who was fishing, stayed on Penglai Immortal Island for a few days, and finally waited for the time for the Penglai Immortal Island Fruit Tasting Conference.

Li Bufan and Murong Wan'er, in the past few days, have familiarized themselves with the terrain of Penglai Immortal Island, and found the location of the Immortal Temple.

On the day of the Penglai Immortal Island Fruit Tasting Conference, early in the morning, Li Bufan and Murong Wan'er came to the front of the Immortal Temple.

The immortal temple is on the top of the high mountain, the clouds and mist are ethereal, like the heavenly palace, solemn and mysterious, the snow-white walls of the holy immortal hall also give people a feeling of pure dust.

At the entrance of the Immortal Temple, there is a row of white jade steps, leading to the gate of the Immortal Temple.

Li Bufan and Murong Wan'er stood under the row of jade steps at the entrance of the Immortal Temple, stunned for a while.

Li Bufan suddenly said to Murong Wan'er with a slight smile, "Senior Sister Wan'er, what are we waiting for?

As soon as he said that, Li Bufan was full of joy, climbed the row of jade steps towards the door of the temple, and walked briskly.

Seeing this, Murong Wan'er also followed closely behind, and said to Li Bufan in a coquettish voice, "Senior Brother Li, don't run too fast, wait for me!"

When Li Bufan heard this, he urged Murong Wan'er, "Senior Sister Wan'er, hurry up! I can't wait to eat the fresh crystal fairy fruit." ”

Li Bufan and Murong Wan'er had just rushed to the door of the Immortal Temple when they were stopped by two fairy children.

Seeing this, Li Bufan waved the invitation card in his hand, smiled slightly, and said to the two fairy children, "Don't block me, I have an invitation!"

One of the fairy children took the invitation, looked at it, and said to Li Bufan and Murong Wan'er in a childish voice, "I'm sorry, the time for the fruit tasting conference has not yet arrived, you two wait a minute!"

When Li Bufan heard this, he took back the invitation, scratched his head with his hand, frowned slightly, and muttered to himself, "No! ”

When the fairy boy heard this, he said to Li Bufan in a childish voice, "The Pinguo Conference is indeed held today, it is still early, and the venue is still being arranged, and it will not be allowed to enter the venue of the Pinguo Conference until all the cyclamen who have received the invitation have basically arrived." ”

Hearing this, Li Bufan sighed lightly and said to Murong Wan'er, "Alas, Senior Sister Wan'er, it seems that we came a little early today, so let's wait a little longer......!"

Li Bufan and Murong Wan'er waited outside the Immortal Temple for a while, and a lot of cyclamen came one after another, but they were all waiting outside the Immortal Temple.

After a while, the two fairy children of the Guardian Immortal Temple, beckoning the cyclamen who were attending the fruit tasting meeting, entered the Immortal Temple.

The immortal temple is divided into the front hall and the back hall, the banquet of the fruit tasting conference, in the apse, the scale of the apse is very large, and there are many banquets in it.

At this time, a fairy child came to arrange for the cyclamen to sit in the fruit tasting festival. Soon the cyclamen who participated in the fruit tasting meeting were all at the feast.

In the apse of the entire Immortal Temple, there was a lot of noise.

Seeing this, Li Bufan secretly thought to himself, "It seems that the cultivation of these immortals is not very high! There is not much difference between them and ordinary people, and the real people who have attained the Tao must be pure in heart and have few desires, and they will not be impetuous!"

Li Bufan and Murong Wan'er, as well as the other cyclamen who participated in the Fruit Tasting Conference, had been in the apse of the Immortal Temple for a long time, and the Fruit Tasting Conference still hadn't started.

Li Bufan wondered in his heart, and hurriedly asked a thin long-bearded Taoist priest on the side, "May I ask senior, why hasn't this fruit tasting conference started yet?"

Hearing this, the thin long-bearded Taoist priest stroked his long beard, squinted and replied to Li Bufan, "The Lord of Xuanyuan Island hasn't come yet, what are you anxious about?"

After a while, a pale and white-haired old man walked into the apse of the Immortal Temple with brisk steps.

In the apse of the Immortal Temple, in front of the banquet, there was a wide high platform, and the old man with a pale face and white hair cleared his throat and said to Li Bufan and Murong Wan'er, as well as the other cyclamen who participated in the Fruit Tasting Conference, "I am Xuanyuan Zhi, the owner of Penglai Immortal Island, this must be known to everyone, and it is superfluous for me to say, in addition, many of us have participated in the Fruit Tasting Conference more than once, and the rules of the Fruit Tasting Conference, I guess I don't need to say it again!"

One of the cyclamen who participated in the festival shouted, "Lord Huiyu, this is the first time I have participated this year, and I don't know what the rules of the festival will do?"

Xuanyuan, the owner of Penglai Immortal Island, squinted and smiled when he heard this, and replied to the cyclamen, "This is simple! you can ask the other people who have participated in the fruit tasting conference!"

When Li Bufan heard this, he secretly thought to himself, "I don't know what the rules are for this fruit conference, I'll still ask other people who have participated in the fruit conference!"

Thinking about it, Li Bufan bowed to a thin long-bearded Taoist priest beside him, and asked with a slight smile, "May I ask senior, can you tell me the rules of this fruit tasting conference?"