It's night, the night is dark, but on Penglai Island, it's brightly lit.

Flowing water, clouds and mist, the world fairyland.

The East King judged himself, and the West Kunlun won a complete victory, and in front of the entire flood wilderness, the power of West Kunlun was demonstrated, and many fairies were naturally overjoyed.

Therefore, directly on Penglai Island, Dongwang Zifu, a new peach conference was held.

The newly sealed Sanshan Zhengshen, Prince Bingling, sits on the side.

According to the distribution, the three islands and ten continents were under the management of Prince Bingling, but the land was privately owned and the ownership was West Kunlun.

Out of politeness, everyone sent a peach every year as a tax, and at the same time gave the mountain aura to Prince Bingling for cultivation.

If there is any superfluity, there will be no more.

And Prince Bingling is also very clear about his identity, he doesn't really regard himself as the master, and just because of the luck of the three mountains and gods, it proves that Da Luo is expected to come.

And on the throne where the Eastern Princes once sit, it is Huang Long who is now sitting.

He didn't want to sit in this position, he wanted to give it to Fuxi.

But Fu Xi refused, he had to come, saying that Fu Xi was not from West Kunlun, and this time he had the greatest credit, so under the mandatory request of the Queen Mother of the West and the Nine Heavens Xuannu, he sat up.

As for why, he was suddenly in the mood.

That's because he reluctantly came up with a way not to die.

His master has a good face, isn't he?

He decided to ask 30,000 female immortals up and down West Kunlun to join forces to embroider a robe for Yuan Shi Tianzun.

It shows Xi Kunlun's respect for him.

Then let the 30,000 male immortals in Penglai join forces to write a hymn to his master, making up 30,000 hymns for the beginning of the Yuan.

What, won't?

Do you want to whip the gods?

I believe that when these two magic weapons are sacrificed, the master will lock himself up at most, and he will not beat himself to death.

In this way, life will be comfortable again, right?

Looking at the dancing fairies in front of him, Huang Long showed an expression of admiration on his face from time to time, this figure is beautiful.

It's worthy of being cultivated by me.

Such a female fairy is good in West Kunlun, and it is obviously not suitable for them to fight and kill.

The prince of the east also died.

Why bother?

A good foundation is gone.

And in the end, he took a risk and used all his luck to resurrect all the Great Luos, trying to inflict more damage on Huanglong and them.

I want everyone to have a hard time.

However, the result was that the prince of the east himself was not happy.

Not to mention that Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi will look at him for a while, even if they don't.

Just the guy who uses all the luck in the future, in Fu Xi's words, the two tribulations, even if they are resurrected, will die quickly, and it is not even possible to become Da Luo, at least until after two tribulations, this part of the cause and effect can be offset and normal luck can be obtained.

Therefore, Huanglong is more calm.

After two catastrophes, journey to the west.

At that time, if he couldn't achieve quasi-sainthood, he wouldn't need to cultivate.

And after the two tribulations, the prince of the east became Lu Dongbin, and it seems that he is also Da Luo, who is not as good as his current self.

Thinking of this, the corners of Huang Long's mouth curled slightly, and he took a sip of wine, revealing a look of enjoyment.

"Come back to your senses, don't sink your eyes into it."

A cold voice suddenly came from the side.

Huang Long glanced sideways slightly, and saw the Nine Heavens Xuannu on the right sitting upright, taking off her battle armor, and changing into the colorful fairy clothes she usually liked, outlining her graceful figure, a touch of moonlight shone, reflecting her white face as white as jade, adding three points of cold beauty.

"I'm looking at it with appreciation." Huang Long muttered, I finally won the battle, and this little fun is no longer for me.

If I go back, I don't know when I want to enjoy this little bit of fun again.

"Hearts and mouths are different." Nine Heavens Xuannu Dao.

"Honestly? If you don't believe it, it's the same when you ask others, it's all the same, it's an appreciation of beauty, just like your sword dance. Although their dance is nowhere near as good as your sword dance. But isn't it true that you can't see the sword dance often? "Huang Long said, this is the truth.

In his past and present lives, the best dance he had ever seen was the sword dance of the Nine Heavens Xuannu.

Heroic and beautiful.

"If you want to see it, I say so." Nine Heavens Xuannu said, if you want to see it, why don't you dance?

"Huh?" Huang Long glanced sideways slightly, and there seemed to be something else in the words of the Nine Heavens Xuannu.

"That's right, Xuannu's dance is the best, but I don't usually dance, I have time to be together, it's the best." The Queen Mother of the West's slightly lazy voice came from the left.

Huang Long looked sideways, but his eyes couldn't help but straighten slightly, the pattern here is that Huang Long is in the main seat, and the Queen Mother of the West and the Nine Heavens Xuannu are seated left and right, but they are slightly lower than Huang Long's position.

Because the Eastern Princes thought that no one could be tied with him, the arrangement here was the highest among the Eastern Princes.

And this time the layout is also used.

Therefore, the Yellow Dragon sits slightly higher than the Queen Mother of the West, and the Queen Mother of the West is dressed up today, although she is exquisite, the golden phoenix robe, graceful and luxurious, like the phoenix above the nine heavens, is not as simple as the beginning, but it is also quite open, similar to the Tang costume, so from this point of view, it is white and tender.

Tonight, the moonlight is just right.

"What's wrong?" The Queen Mother of the West didn't realize it, she was happy tonight, she drank a little too much, and said in a daze.

"Drink less, don't get drunk, no one will take you back." Huanglongdao, there are many people today, and there are still many male cultivators.

"What's the matter, you just send me back to my room. Besides, I'm a quasi-saint, and I can't get drunk. The Queen Mother of the West said disapprovingly, and a red halo or two appeared on her fair cheeks.

"It's like being drunk but not drunk." Huang Long didn't have a good airway.

The Queen Mother of the West muttered a few words, and then her eyes, which were originally a little watery because of the wine, suddenly became clear.

As a saint, if she doesn't want to get drunk, she won't get drunk.

The Nine Heavens Xuannu was surprised to see on the side, and the elder sister would listen to Huang Long's words.

Unprecedented, the first time.

Surprised in his heart, he looked at the banquet around him, but he felt that it was nothing, and he looked at it, and finally somehow, he secretly put his eyes on the back of Huang Long's head.

The shape is perfect, and it's a good head.

When you knock it up, the sound must be crisp.

The corners of the Nine Heavens Xuannu's mouth subconsciously curled up in an arc, and she was about to retract it, when she suddenly realized that the eyes of the Queen Mother of the West seemed to be staring at the back of Huang Long's head.

Huang Long, who was drinking, felt cold on the back of his neck inexplicably, how could he feel dangerous?

Could it be that the master is still angry?

It's a bit of a hassle.

Why don't you find someone to beat you up, the master will be embarrassed to shoot again when he sees that he is crippled.

Offstage, Fu Xi's eyes flickered over this scene, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, the three positions above were one, and he couldn't hear the voice.

But, he can guess.

As the founder of Bagua, he is extremely experienced in anticipation.

The life of the head of the fairy, Huang Long is not afraid, and it is also excellent.

Stay up a little longer, let Huanglong take over, and we will be liberated.

Thinking about it, Fu Xi suddenly frowned, and looked into the distance, the luck of Emperor Jun and Taiyi was really prosperous, and the twelve demon gods were actually fighting among themselves at this time.

(End of chapter)