Mo Niang said at this time: "Let's go to the stream behind the bamboo forest to cook and set up a feast! Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The scholar nodded: "Okay, let's go to the back!" With a wave of his hand, the flame turned into a fiery dragon again. The scholar flew away on a dragon.

The dragon's tail hooked the cauldron and the dishes flew away.

Everyone ran happily.

It was the first time for Gray Daling to participate in the banquet, and he felt that it was very new for so many people to eat together.

Po happily ran away with the Great Spirit. "Oh oh!

The gray spirit came to the clearing behind the bamboo forest and heard the sound of rushing water.

Looking further ahead, there is a clear waterfall in front of you. Each time you hit the pebbles on the ground, it makes a melodious sound like a silver bell.

The waterfall hangs on a 20-meter-high cliff, and strangely enough, the waterfall is sometimes sharp and sometimes slow. On both sides of the waterfall stand a pair of golden boys and jade girls.

The second boy combed the total horns, and his face was white. The eyes are bright, and the lips are rosy. If you look closely, there is a figure sitting cross-legged in the waterfall.

There are several peach trees on the banks of the waterfall. The petals fall and the scenery is quite poetic.

There is a stone tablet engraved with words under the peach tree: "Peach Lang is empty, and the flowing water is ruthless." The name of this waterfall is 'Gu Lianyong'. ”

Mo Niang saw Da Ling looking at the waterfall and said with a smile: "Inside this waterfall is an ascetic cultivator who cultivates the method of the Immovable Ming King. ”

Da Ling didn't understand what the Fudo Ming King Method was, but he was curious: "What about those two children?"

"They are the sons of the King of Fudo. Come and support. Mo Niang replied.

The gray spirit seemed to see the people in the waterfall nod and smile at him.

Da Ling was curious, so he wanted to take a closer look. Who knew it was blocked by an invisible barrier.

"In front of you is the space-time barrier, and we are in two dimensions with him. Just referencing some of their water, our subspace and other subspaces or small caves attached to the main space are huddled together like bubbles. Mo Niang always explained to him with a smile.

"Oh, then you can also see the Ten Thousand Rats Gate?" asked the Great Spirit with a wink.

"Yes, how can you come in?" Mo Niang said, tapping Da Ling's forehead with her index finger.

At this time, Shu Ling'er had already set up the pot and started cooking.

After a while, the dish is cooked. The aroma is fragrant, and everyone eats while chatting. Da Ling drank flower wine and fruit wine, and ate a lot of strange delicacies. And he fell asleep groggyly.

For the first time, the gray spirit got drunk and dreamed that he was a little mouse. Eat and drink in a bowl of food that is so big. I don't know how long it took to be woken up by Po.

Da Ling found himself lying on the grass, drooling all over the ground.

"Host, host. Let's go find Lan Huixin and go home!" Bao spoke.

"Oh... "Da Ling is a little happy.

"Be careful that it's too late to go back, Master will beat you!" Bao threatened.

When Da Ling heard the master, he quickly jumped up.

Da Ling said goodbye to Xiao Lishimen, and took Mo Niang and the others back to the Treasure Palace.

Walked through the bamboo forest, through the peach forest, through the creek.

Along the way, Shu Ling'er and the scholar played around. Bi Lao and Mo Niang are a little reluctant, but there are still some curiosity and yearning for the outside.

Da Ling and the others didn't wait to arrive, but they saw Candle Xiaotian standing at the door with his waist pinched and looking around.

Lan Huixin sat cross-legged on a futon floating in mid-air.

"You're finally back, so don't come. I want to run away!" Candle Xiaotian pouted.

"What's going on?" asked the Gray Spirit, confused.

"What's wrong, what's wrong. How did my futon make such a bad friend!" Futon spoke.

"Lan Huixin's seal was only burned by me for a small crack, but... Candle Xiaotian wanted to speak and stopped.

"But what?" asked the gray spirit nervously.

"But I have refined them into one ... Candle Xiaotian said helplessly.

。。。。。。。。。。。。 ？。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。 (To be continued) the Year of the Rooster!! the Year of the Rooster, please join the bookshelf, thank you!