On the site of Xianyang Palace, there is a simple palace built by the Ministry of Industry of the Western Qin.

The simple palace covers an area of more than 100 acres, and in the middle is a square high platform, on which there are a total of six seats for five times.

Zhuang Zhou, as the protagonist of this feast, is also the person with the highest status cultivation, and is sitting on the main seat at the moment to meditate and enlighten, looking like he has no quarrel with the world and is transcendent.

Needless to say, the five seats were prepared for Lin Ze, Lie Kou, Zhang Daoling, Taishan Shenjun, and Mo Zhai, who belonged to the Dao Palace.

It's just that the five seats are empty, and no one is seated there.

Lin Ze and the four of them were working with Lieko to receive the celestials who had arrived as scheduled.

Hundreds of seats are scattered around the high platform, on which are placed exotic fruits, fragrant sweets, and carefully brewed wines.

These seats were apparently reserved for the celestial beings attending the banquet.

At this time, some celestial beings had already entered the table, closed their eyes and recuperated, waiting for the banquet to begin.

In the square in front of the simple palace, Lieko smiled at the three celestials in front of him and said: "Poor Dao Liekou, he is a registered disciple under the Dao Holy Throne, and on behalf of the senior brother Zhuang Zhou Saint, he welcomes the three of them to come as promised. ”

The three of them glanced at each other, and bowed in unison: "It turned out to be a real person who rushed to the void, and Yang Jian, Zhao He, and Ye Yuan, who practiced qi in Lower Benlei Mountain, were polite here." ”

Lie Kou pointed to Lin Ze beside him, and said with a smile: "The Dao Palace has invited many fellow Daoists this time, in order to facilitate the recording of how many fellow Daoists and which fellow Daoists have arrived as promised, I bother the three to go to the poor Daoist junior brother Lin Ze to register, and I hope that the three of them will take care of the rudeness." ”

Lin Ze was very cooperative in unfolding the golden book on a high table, and echoed: "Three please." ”

This was discussed by Lie Kou and Lin Ze early in the morning, if he directly told the celestial people who came to the appointment to sign a letter of nomination, part of the luck would be connected to the Dao Palace, and maybe more than half of them would turn around and leave.

Even if Zhuang Zhou suppressed it with the might of a saint, at most there would be a dozen in the front, and the celestials in the back would not come if they got the news.

In this way, if the banquet can't be held, Lin Ze's plan to steal luck will go bankrupt directly, along with the reputation of the Dao Palace, and the sky will be angry and resentful.

This is not the case with the names of the celestial people who come to the appointment in the name of registration.

After all, the Golden Book of Fortune comes from the secret method created by the tribal leader in ancient times, and it is an improved version that has been modified many times by the Dao Saint, and there are almost no people who can recognize it.

Even if there are one or two doubts, or they are forced by the power of the Dao Palace, or they see that others are registered, they cannot escape the "clutches".

The three of Yang Jian happened to be in the middle of it, although they felt a little weird, but considering that the Dao Palace had recently been incomparably powerful and defeated Confucian Buddhism one after another, this move was a bit like taking the initiative to force the heavens to stand in line, which was acceptable.

Under Lin Ze's guidance, the three of Yang Jian used the power of the Heavenly Dao to carve their names on the golden book in turn.

The three of them had just withdrawn the power of the Heavenly Dao, and for some reason they had a feeling of loss, as if they had lost something.

The three of them couldn't help but look vigilant and stared at the golden book, but the golden book did not change at all, just like the most ordinary roster.

What the three of them didn't notice was that the joints of a certain hand pressing on a corner of the roster were white, and even trembled a little.

The reason why there was no abnormality in the golden book was naturally because Lin Ze, the host, was suppressing it with all his might.

Lieko's voice sounded at the right time: "Senior Brother Zhuang Zhou is waiting for you in the hall, three of you, please come in." ”

The three of them, who didn't notice anything unusual, could only withdraw their gaze, bow to the Lieko, and strode into the simple palace.

When the three of them turned around, Lin Ze quickly put away the golden book and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Every time Lin Ze does this, it is like cheating, which makes people feel happy, but also makes people nervous, and the excitement is extraordinary.

The reception lasted from Chenshi to Shishi, during which no matter how many celestial people recorded their names in the Golden Book, Lin Ze was not in a hurry to absorb luck, but restrained himself, so as not to let people find out that something was wrong.

It wasn't until the three hundred and twenty-ninth celestial beings wrote their names on the golden book that Lin Ze took the golden book of luck into his arms, walked into the simple palace with satisfaction, and came to the seat.

Before sitting down, Lin Ze instructed the attendants waiting on the side, "Hurry up and get to the banquet." ”

The attendant ran to the outside of the hall and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty has an order, go to the banquet." ”

Hundreds of attendants carried food and wine, from the east, west, north and south, four fish into the stream, to the seats.

These wines and dishes are not rare things for celestial beings, but for ordinary people, they are delicacies that may not be eaten in a lifetime.

Naturally, the celestial beings who came to the appointment did not care too much about the desire of their tongues, because they knew very well that the opening of the saint's mouth was a feast.

After the wine and food were served, Lin Ze said softly to Zhuang Zhou: "Senior brother, everyone is here, and the wine and food are also served." ”

Zhuang Zhou, who had been confined to his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and looked around, and said indifferently: "I am deeply pleased that all of you colleagues can come to the banquet. ”

As a token of my gratification, I intend to give a sermon before talking about anything else, and if you are interested, you may wish to listen carefully. ”

When the celestials sitting on the table heard this, they immediately boiled, they had long known that there would be such a show, they thought it would be in the later stage of the banquet, but they didn't expect it to be there at the beginning.

A celestial man with a straightforward temper directly shouted in a loud voice: "The grace of the sage of Zhuang Zhou to preach, we will never forget." ”

Someone praised: "It is worthy of being a new saint for tens of thousands of years, and such a open-minded demeanor is admirable." ”

The noise sounded for a while, gradually decreased, Zhuang Zhou stretched out his hand and gently brushed it, and the room was completely silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Zhuang Zhou said indifferently: "Most of the Taoist friends here are the first realm of heaven and man, and the poor dao will talk about how to realize their own avenue, condense the seeds of the avenue, and step into the second realm of heaven and man." ”

"The Tao is the way, the very way, the so-called avenue, is nothing more than seeing the clarity of the heart, echoing the way of heaven......"

Under the effect of Zhuang Zhou's subdued and frustrated preaching, most of the celestial people present gradually relaxed and immersed themselves in sensing the way of heaven, confirming the truth and falsehood of what Zhuang Zhou said.

Lin Ze, who was sitting on the high platform, saw this scene, hugged the dantian with both hands, and communicated the golden book of luck in his arms.

At this time, when the vigilance of the celestial beings present was at its lowest, if Lin Ze didn't take the opportunity to draw luck from the golden book of luck and nourish himself, he felt sorry for the scene he had carefully planned.

Strands of luck overflowed from the golden book of luck, like a wave, and submerged into the cloud of luck on Lin Ze's head.

The blackness in the clouds is melting at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Lin Ze could clearly sense that the feeling of heavy pressure was disappearing little by little, and the passage connected to the avenue was gradually recovering.

If this rate continues, Lin Ze predicts that it won't be long before the Heavenly Dao backlash will be eliminated.

And he can not only restore his cultivation, but even the destiny of heaven may fall on him again.