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Chapter 762 231. Peach Festival

On the winter solstice, the Tianshan Mountains are covered with the thickest snow cloak.

But above the thousand-foot snow line, there is a sea of ​​peach blossoms that stretches for thousands of miles.

That was the peach tree, the crowned king of Tianshan, which reversed the solar terms and locked the spring under the dome of the main peak of Tianshan. Chu Xing'er lay on Qingyan's shoulder, watching the flower fairies holding invitations passing through the peach forest, petals falling, and bursts of warm fragrance.

The mountain road was crowded with people, and an endless stream of guests were walking into this sea of ​​peach blossoms and clouds.

"Sister Tao Ruo has made great progress!" Da Zhiyi walked up along with the crowd, chewing a green fruit with emotion, and casually stuffed the kernel into Tongmingzuo's collar from the back.

Dazhiyi looked very happy, because here he was no longer the youngest among the crowned kings.

The white ape shook off the core and held the gold-embossed "Tianshan Peach Banquet" on the invitation with its claws. Every word was covered with spiritual patterns planted by Tao Ruo herself. "This girl held this grand Peach Banquet based on the mythical Yaochi tradition. She really has the bearing of a Tianshan hostess... But it always feels a bit weird to hold a Peach Banquet under a single peach tree."

"I see that Chu Xing'er is looking forward to the ginkgo tree bearing fruit day and night. In a sense, those are no longer called ginkgo fruits, but should be called Buddhist fruits. I am really greedy for them. These peaches should be the embodiment of some kind of Taoism, not the peaches bearing peaches on a secular peach tree." Da Zhiyi waved his hand, obviously having a deep understanding of food.

"Is this road so long?" Da Zhiyi looked up and saw only a sea of ​​people.

"Hey! Fatty, this is the Peach Festival organized by the Lord of Tianshan Mountain. If you don't even have the sincerity to walk this short distance, it will be difficult for you to gain anything." The pedestrians in front heard it and turned around to say, this is a pig monster with a fat head and big ears, and black mane under his clothes.

Da Zhiyi was forced to retreat half a step by the stench of the other party's saliva and said, "Your Excellency is right. This road really requires sincerity. I will learn from your teaching."

When Da Zhiyi said the word "boy", the white ape glanced at Da Zhiyi and walked away from him a few steps without saying a word.

"Hahaha! No way!" the pig demon laughed, seeming to be very pleased with Da Zhiyi's words. "I don't know where you are from, kid. Your accent makes me feel very familiar. Are you from the Qinling area? I'm not exaggerating, in the Qinling area, you are a famous demon. You once followed Qinling Jun to conquer the world and fight for supernatural powers."

"Are you actually a Qinling Demon King?" Da Zhiyi looked surprised and seemed to be in great admiration.

"That's right! My name is Hei Lie, and I'm the great demon king of Guangyun Cave in Black Wind Mountain in Qinling Mountains! Last time I missed the great opportunity of Taihang Dragon King's preaching, but this time I heard that the Lord of Tianshan Mountain was holding a banquet, so I set out early and traveled through mountains and rivers to Tianshan. Although creatures like us will definitely not be able to get a seat at the main table or eat the peaches, it is good to broaden our horizons. What's more, the Lord of Tianshan Mountain has set up seats for every creature that comes here, so there will always be a share for us." The pig demon said kindly.

"It must be tiring to travel through mountains and rivers, but the journey from Qinling Mountains to Tianshan Mountains is long, so why not take the Heluo Bridge?" asked Da Zhiyi.

"Heluo Bridge? Ouch! Fatty, are you from a wealthy family? This Heluo Bridge is very expensive. I'm afraid it will cost me several decades of salary in the blink of an eye."

"I see." Da Zhiyi nodded. "The salary of the Qinling Demon King should be quite high, but it is still difficult for him to afford the high cost of the Heluo Bridge. In this case, wouldn't the Yellow River Dragon King make a fortune?"

"Don't you dare disrespect the old Dragon King of the Yellow River!" The pig demon bowed quickly.

The pig demon Hei Lie shook his mane, and the jade belt around his waist made three waves on his fat belly. "How noble is the Yellow River Dragon King? He is an ancient and powerful law saint! I heard that for this Peach Festival, the old Dragon King took out all the immortal wine from the bottom of the box!" He suddenly lowered his voice, and the green fruit crumbs stuck on his fangs fell off. "There is also a rumor that... the owner of Tianshan admires Taihang... Ouch!"

The words were suddenly interrupted as the pig demon was hit on the knee with a stone.

Tongmingzuo had come around to the back without anyone noticing: "The crowned monarch has a very detailed understanding of the main peak of his mountain range. Your Excellency, please be careful with your words."

Hei Lie broke out in a sweat. He then noticed the white ape standing beside him. He opened his mouth in shock and wiped his shiny forehead with his fat palm: "You...you...this!"

He turned his head and looked at Da Zhiyi.

"Brother, I, no, I suddenly remembered that there is still soup stewing on the stove in the cave!" After saying that, he turned into a black wind and fled, leaving peach petals all over the ground.

Da Zhiyi was trying so hard to hold back his laughter that his entire body was shaking. He waited until the black wind completely dissipated before he pounded the ground and laughed wildly: "Great Demon King of Guangyun Cave? How come I don't remember there is such a person in Qinling?"

He pulled out a green bamboo tiger talisman from his trouser pocket. The pattern of the Qinling Mountains flowed on the talisman, and thousands of real names appeared. "That guy didn't tell a single truth. What Qinling Demon King? He clearly smells like the urine of the Changbai Mountain Snow Wolf! He is the younger brother of the Snow Wolf King under your You generation monkey grandson!"

This time it was Tongmingzuo's turn to be surprised that Dazhiyi knew so much about the power and seniority of Changbai Mountain.

"Don't be too surprised, I know a lot!" Da Zhiyi said with a proud look on his face.

"You are so unruly outside." A jade ruyi gently hit Da Zhiyi on the head. "Ouch! Who? Who dares to hit my head?!" Da Zhiyi grinned, turned his head, and met An Wanxian's smiling eyes.

"My young master..." An Wanxian knocked again gently, "So majestic."

Dazhiyi said nothing.

"I'll take care of you later." An Wanxian put away the jade ruyi and said to Tongmingzuo, "Long time no see, Changbai Jun."

"No need to be so polite." Tong Ming Zuo said, "Since you are here, they should not be far away."

An Wanxian gathered her sleeves and said with a smile, "Of course it is so."

The next moment, the sound of a bell announcing the start of the banquet was heard from the top of the mountain. A phoenix cry was heard, and heaven and earth fell silent.

All the creatures on the Tianshan Mountains looked up.

The sky roared, the clouds opened, and the ice phoenix descended from the sky on a snowy waterfall, and thousands of frost peaches bloomed where its tail feathers fell. The full moon rose, and the wolf king and his people rode out on the storm, and the wolf's eyes reflected the stars on the grassland. Xiza's ancient chariot rolled over the sea of ​​clouds, and the sparks in the ruts turned into roaring tiger-shaped black flames.

"Wuhu!" Xue Qi stood on top of the gray eagle, his two rabbit ears dancing wildly in the wind, and below him were a group of monsters and demons running towards him.

"I'll go first." An Wanxian picked up the big handle and bowed to the Tongming seat.

The sword light flashed across the mountain path, and An Wanxian flew up on the sword, crossing the sea of ​​clouds in an instant.

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The top of Tianshan Mountain, where the Ghost Gate was located in the past, was also the place where the Taihang Dragon King suppressed evil spirits. Now it has been built into Tao Ruo's Qionghua Palace, and the courtyard is full of peach trees. Under this gilded eaves, Tao Ruo smoothed the folds of her fairy skirt for the thirteenth time.

The Lord of Tianshan Mountain was in the palace at this moment, repeatedly asking the messenger: "Has the invitation been delivered to Taihang Mountain?"

After hearing the messenger repeating it over and over again, Tao Ruo narrowed her eyes and leaned against the wooden desk to take a nap.

She knew that this was a farewell banquet and that the time fog of Taihang Mountain would soon dissipate. By then, the Dragon King would definitely leave Jiuzhou and embark on the road to return to oneness, so Tao Ruo felt uneasy.

Time has turned this ignorant and timid girl into the owner of an ancient mountain, no longer the same as before. The timid little peach tree of the past now wears a nine-phoenix crown with pearls in its mouth, and a shawl embroidered with all kinds of exotic animals. It lowers its eyebrows to look at the dazzling lights in the palace, and listens to the bustling voices outside the palace.

At this moment, the bronze mirror held by the maid suddenly reflected a strange image of a sea of ​​clouds.

The sky and earth suddenly darkened by one third, and a red glow emerged from the sea of ​​clouds, like a dusk suddenly shining on the corner of the sky. The glow condensed into an eighty-one-hole arch bridge, and 180,000 lotus fire lanterns emerged from the void, hanging on both sides of the giant arch bridge that spanned the sky, pulling out a thick fog.

Li Xi'an walked out of the fog, and the golden lines flowing from the hem of his longevity robe dyed the clouds crimson purple.

"That's... Taihang Dragon King!" someone exclaimed on the stone steps of Tianshan Mountain.

When Tao Ruo saw the scene in the bronze mirror, her hands felt hot in her sleeves.

The scenes from the past kept appearing before his eyes: the calm and proud figure sitting at the gate of hell, the demeanor of suppressing all demons alone under the rain, and the arrogance between his brows. However, his words were gentle, unlike the torrential rain in his eyes. He was like a towering mountain that embraced everything.

On the day of the bloody battle at the gates of hell, the devil-like red dragon was perched on the top of Tianshan Mountain. The rainstorm smashed into stars on the dragon's horns, and blood dripped down its jaws, turning the scorched earth beneath its feet into a peach forest...

"Palace Master!" Tao Ruo was startled by the maid's voice.

She lowered her head and found that she had walked out of the Qionghua Palace without knowing when, and stared blankly at the Dragon King on the heavenly steps.

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