A Weird Theater That Started In London

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Zuixian Que is known as one of the eight immortal restaurants in Shencheng, suspended in mid-air.

A piece of Qionglou Yuyu.

Every brick and tile in the palace is carved from jade, which is magnificent and magnificent, like a dream.

Lu Li politely rejected some of the holy sons, and he will prevaricate next time. After all, he still has invitations from the Huanggu Jiang family and the Yaoguang Holy Land, so he really doesn't have time to accompany all the younger generations.

At this moment, Prince Daxia, Yaoyuekong, and Jiang Yifei are going to the Zuixian Tower, and the little nun and Saint Ye Fan are naturally accompanying them.

Surrounded by white mist, this piece of palace is located in the clouds, with carved beams and painted buildings, resplendent and resplendent, as if they have come to the ancient heaven, a few people soar up into the sky, step on the white jade steps, look back, the clouds and mist are misty, overlooking the world under their feet, they are full of emotions same.

"Dare to ask the heavens, are there immortals?" Prince Daxia sighed with emotion in his heart.

And Ye Fan's eyes dimmed.

In the past, compared with the present, he had too many complicated emotions. The monks in this world can fly to the sky and hide from the earth, smiling proudly in the sky. If they were in their hometown, they would already be gods.

However, the reality is very helpless, but it is just a little monk in the palace, and he can't even find the way home. Every time he sees the moon, it only adds to his sadness.

The white jade avenue spreads forward like a bridge to the sky, walking forward step by step, many spiritual birds and rare animals are flying among the clouds and mists.

Among the majestic palaces, sixteen young girls flew in the air, landed in the clouds, saluted them respectfully, and led them forward.

The retro buildings seem to have gone through thousands of generations, engraved with the marks of time, Lu Li said with emotion: "When I first visited the Holy City, I held a banquet here."

"With Princess Yan?"

Yao Yuekong asked curiously.

The reason why the young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace was able to join was actually related to Yan Ruyu. The latter wanted to rebuild the power of the demon clan. Lu Li could not stand by and watch, so he would definitely help to win him over.

"That's right, it's in the winter scenery, and the scenery has a special taste."

Speaking of this, Lu Li sighed that he had less gatherings and more separations. It had been nearly a year since he had seen the princess again. Several people around him heard the words and complimented him as a long-term lover.

Only Xia Yiming's younger sister, that pretty little nun curled her lips. As we all know, the Underworld Emperor's body is romantic, and she is accompanied by saintesses and princesses wherever she goes. Many forces even want to send their own goddesses to contact—

Regardless of status or not, as long as the blood of the emperor can be left behind, after all, the families of the kings of Zhongzhou have continued in this way.

Perhaps, in the future, with this bloodline, he can reproduce the demeanor of the Underworld Emperor Body and establish a relationship with the Lu family of Zhongzhou.

A group of people walked and talked, and passed through the Nantian Gate. The building in front of them was extremely open, divided into four areas, with four scenes in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Xia Yiming said: "Since Brother Dao likes it, how about choosing Winter Scenery?"

Hearing this, Lu Li nodded in response.

And Ye Fan also raised expectations. Since he came to this world in the Kowloon coffin, he has never seen a season of falling snowflakes.

Not long.

The cold air was blowing in front of them, the palace was covered with silver, and the goose feathers were fluttering in snow. They stood under the palace, seeing a vast expanse of whiteness.

The fragrance comes with the wind, the plum trees are vigorous, the proud snow is facing the wind, blooming flowers in the bitter cold, and shining crystal in the cold.

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Sitting down to enjoy the snow, drinking a few glasses of fine wine, even the little nun in white clothes Xia Yilin's little face was flushed from drinking, her big eyes were shining brightly.

"Your Highness, you are a monk, how can you drink alcohol?" Ye Fan joked.

The little nun didn't cut off her hair, but tied it with a snow-white hat to cover it inside.

Facing everyone's eyes, she wrinkled her delicate nose and muttered softly: "I am practicing in the world."

Yao Yuekong said: "I have heard that Buddhism has all kinds of supernatural powers. They are all thaumaturgies in the world, but I have never seen them before."

When the words fell, Ye Fan's heart moved, and he wanted to take advantage of the trend to lead the topic towards Buddhism, and make side-effects on Sakyamuni's news, but he didn't want to overwhelm the other.

What's more, the good brother who knows all kinds of secrets obviously knows more. When Tianming leaves the Holy City and goes to Yunze Prefecture together, he can inquire about it.

With this in mind, Ye Fan pressed his mind and chatted and chatted happily with everyone.

This table of wine and banquet is worth two thousand catties, which is already quite expensive, but it is not as good as the legendary fairy banquet.

"The feast of immortals usually costs tens of thousands of catties, and it is specially prepared for the Holy Lord and the Almighty, and it needs to be booked in advance, otherwise, it will be difficult to gather the ingredients alone."

Having said that, Prince Daxia, who organized the game, punished himself with a cup, and said: "Don't take care of me well, the two fellow Taoists, don't take offense. See you next time, and we must make an appointment for a fairy banquet in advance."

"No problem."

He eats a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas, so he doesn't care much about his appetite. Besides, with a size of two thousand catties, he can already taste a lot of fine wines and rare treasures.

"Is it too exaggerated?"

Ye Fan was speechless.

"It's not an exaggeration at all. Take one of the dishes, Divine Phoenix Wings, as an example. It is really cooked with a bird king who has part of the bloodline of the Divine Phoenix."

Yao Yuekong introduced: "Due to the condensed essence of the whole body, ordinary Taoist monks can break through a realm on the spot after eating it."

"In fact, there are only a few times a year for the Immortal Banquet. It is only held occasionally when the Holy Master invites great powers. In rare cases, Enlightenment Tea may also be used."

Speaking of this, Xia Yiming also sighed with emotion:

"There is only one Wudao tea tree in the entire Eastern Wasteland. It would be good to collect more than 30 leaves every year. I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at it. We are in Zhongzhou, and it is rare to see it in a hundred years."

Enlightenment tea?

He only hears his name, but not his form~www.readwn.com~Jiang Family, Yaoguang, and in front of him, no matter how indifferent Lu Li is, he wants to taste it.

At this time, Ding Dong music sounded, and in the palace next door, a girl in white was playing the piano solo, and a group of spirit birds were attracted.

Since the palaces and palaces are all open for noble guests to enjoy the plum blossoms in snow, they can sometimes be seen from each other.

"Miaoyi also arranged a banquet here, and wanted to honor the two Taoist brothers with wine, but was rejected."

Sensing her gaze, An Miaoyi's eyebrows were curved, and there was a slight smile on her flawless face.

Coincidentally?

In the current situation, naturally no one said anything to spoil the scenery, Lu Li smiled and said:

"Why does Fairy An say that, why don't we get together and drink fine wine together."

Yao Yuekong and Prince Daxia also invited, while the insignificant Jiang Yifei smiled and nodded,

Seeing this, An Miaoyi smiled lightly, nodded, came lightly, and sat down lightly, with a natural body fragrance, like orchids and musk deer.

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Next, she drank lightly occasionally, made witty remarks like pearls, clinked glasses with several people, and quickly blended in, without the feeling of joining in abruptly.

Although everyone is very human, naturally they will not be moved by ordinary beauty, but An Miaoyi has a strange charm, which makes people involuntarily feel good.

"Fellow daoists, since you have come to drink at my Zuixian Que for the sake of honor, I'm afraid the host will be rude if you don't make this trip."

Jin Chixiao walked over with a smile, even though the archenemy Yaoyuekong was here, he still didn't show any hostility, as if he was drinking away all his grievances.